I have an awesomely cool writing workspace!
A little over a year ago, my husband and I were house shopping. I won’t go into what a nightmare that ended up being, but one of the 456, 793 houses that we looked at (okay, maybe it just felt like it was that many) was a house with a separate building behind it. For a variety of reasons we decided to put an offer in on a different house, but when that contract blew up in our face, we went right back to the house with the out-building. And, immediately wondered what the hell we were thinking by going for the other house over this one!
As you can probably guess by now, we bought that house, and I immediately claimed the out-building as MINE MINE MINE ALL MINE!!!!
The upstairs has a really great view of the third fairway of the golf course:
And the coolest thing? The only way to get to the upstairs is by climbing a ladder:
I looooooooove my writing lair!
Your writing lair is unbelievably cool. I’ve often thought that if I move away from NYC, back to some place where the housing styles are a little more spread-out and suburban, I’d like to do something similar — get a house with a tiny storage house or barn and convert it into a writing lair. One day, maybe!
And I thought my loft was cool. That is fabulous.
*SO FREAKING JEALOUS* Your hideaway truly is the most fabulous writer’s space I’ve ever seen. No wonder you’re smug about it
Do you have curtains for their summer, though? Or so no one can see you dancing?
No curtains. I have to hope that the golfers just don’t notice me!