“It is no secret that the best place to write, in my opinion, is a café; you don’t have to make your own coffee, you don’t feel that you are in solitary confinement while you work and when inspiration fails, you can take a walk to the next café while your batteries re-charge. In my opinion, the best writing café is just crowded enough so that you blend in, but not so crowded that you end up sharing a table with somebody who tries to read chapter twenty upside down, has staff who don’t glower at you if you sit there too long (though these days I can afford to keep ordering coffees even if I don’t drink them, so that’s less of a problem) and doesn’t play very loud music, which is the only noise that disturbs me when I’m writing."
— J.K. Rowling
I'm on a search. For the perfect writing café.
It has to be somewhere within walking distance from my apartment. With nice staff, good coffee, big, non-wobbly tables and the daily newspaper. A warm, easy-going atmosphere. And terrible cake. (To avoid temptation, of course.)
Finding the perfect café will, if nothing else, give me an excuse to get dressed, put on some makeup and leave the house, on my writing days. When your livelihood can be done in bed, in pyjamas, on a laptop, whilst on twitter, it is tempting to do just that.
But to be amongst things is important. To have a schedule. To people watch. To walk. To breathe in the fresh air. To engage in the rhythm of life.
To write in the perfect café will be to feel exposed, contented, cosy and inspired, all at once. That's living wholeheartedly.