good music and chocolate wine
One wooly slipper, a lacy under-thing belonging to my mistress, the salami I've been keeping since last winter and a closed door to keep Fraud-the-cat OUT.
Lots of Diet Coke and lots of noise. Silence is extremely distracting to me, and caffeine is my friend.
Plants. Lots of plants. I like living things to help inspire me to create whole new worlds. I also like pictures of constellations, the universe, and B-movies to further this cause. I also keep a figurine of Talos from Jason and the Argonauts close at hand. When I was a child, Ray Harryhausen was really the one to inspire me to tell stories via the claymation monsters in his flicks.
Clutter works wonders for me. With enough clutter around me, I have to block it out to think. Hence, the concentration and focus to write comes from turning my external environment off. One trick that helps is music. I'll put headphones on and play music that either charges me up or fits the mood. Soon, even the music fades away, if I'm on a strong enough creative tear.
I don't really need anything but my laptop and quiet. Sometimes, but not often, I'll put music on, but only rarely.
I used to shut myself away in a dark corner, listen to music, sometimes get drunk and smoke an endless amount of cigarettes. Now I donít do any of this. Being married Iíve learnt to write with someone else in the room next to me. If Iím disturbed Iíll stop. I think of my wife as a lucky charm whoíll always interrupt me at the right moment so Iím never bothered by distractions. I write stone cold sober with no music, although sometimes the TV is on in the background.
Coffee. Trance or ambient music. I love Deadmau5.
This question makes me laugh. I wish I could say I have a large oak desk in my study surrounded by leather bound editions, writing away in my cardigan. In reality, things aren't so idyllic. My crazy modern lifestyle requires I write wherever I can find an empty surface area. For example, I'm currently answering questions to this interview with my laptop on top of a washing machine.
Let's see... directly in front of me is a religious shrine. To the right of that is my art table, currently covered in branches... don't ask. We won't talk about the closet... next to that are some more religions items, including my Shamanic shrine. Door--I keep that closed. Shelves with art supplies, research books, notes for various projects. More shelves, more art supplies, pictures of my grandmother, her second husband and two of her sisters. More shelves for finished art projects. My other art table, which is pretty much a mess, but has my sewing machine on it as well as my polymer clay supplies because I've been working in polymer clay for the last two weeks. And we're back to the table my lap resides on when I'm not typing. if the phrase organized chaos springs to mind, you're getting the picture.
The closed door and the right writing music are what help me focus when I write. Having my own room for general creative endevours helps to ensure general domestic tranquility--both mine and my husband's. He no longer steps on pins that have fallen on the floor and I no longer need to worry about kitty shaped footprints on my watercolor paintings.
Yeah, listening to music is a must for me. I go to you tube and find a playlist of the Bollywood songs, and I write along. Of course, I use a table which is small and wooden, I can't write on any other kind of table or those big ones. I sit next to the window. I enjoy writing during the night, but I do write during the day as well.
A wall of distraction. I like to write in coffeeshops and restaurants.
I have lots of pictures of my family (my husband and daughter) on my desk in my office.
Just my computer, cup of tea, notes & coffee sweets.