I used to do nearly all of my writing at Starbucks. I could get away from the noise and the crazy in my house and go somewhere where nobody would interrupt me to say their brother stole their light saber. I wasn’t completely alone, but it was the next best thing.
Now that I have a home office and a nursing baby, it’s hard to justify taking off for Starbucks every night. But look! They missed me!
I’m the barista’s best friend. 😘