Music - and wonderful views of the Campsie Hills from my window.
Music, I find though I write the best when I listen to Nickelback, but that could just be because I love them so much as artists.
not really. i think it's more of a distraction.
I surround myself mostly in silence so that I can listen to what's going on inside my head. Occassionally, I pick some music to listen to.
Empty space is never empty. Look at the sky and you can see a millions of lights they call stars ... that's already a beginning of new story.
My computer and my imagination.
Music. I like a lot of the older soft rock and some of the older ballads. Gordon Lightfoot is a favorite, Abba, Fleetwood Mac, even some 90s Cher. And Enya.
Music, a clutter of papers and old writings, twenty pens, and legal pads. I don't know why, but I always write better when I am writing everything down on legal pads, while listening to loud music of course!
Concentration is no problem for me when the urge to write begins. I am able to completely block out every sight, sound & smell and in a sort of trance like state, the energy is transfered from a deep place within me onto the medium in front of me - either paper or monitor; this place seems unaccessible by any other means.
Like a secret passage in an old castle the information about thoughts & feelings are transmitted from behind a hidden door, through a seemingly forbidden tunnel, running from my mind to my fingers. Only when the thought completes itself, do I once again return to my surroundings.
Noise. I like the TV on in the background.
Fiction: a pad of paper and a pen. Working on a computer distracts me.
Nonfiction: my notes and my computer.
I surround myself with books about writing and the writing life. They keep me informed, focused and inspired to be persistent, disciplined and passionate.
Nothing. Just start writing.
I don't have any one place where I work, although I am quite often at my work site when I work on my stories. It's a place away from home and all the distractions that are there. Then there are times I work at home and am so immersed in my writing that I am oblivious to all else. It's a mind-set.
Looking around my desk, piles of paper would seem to be the answer. I'm not even sure what some of them are. Frequent breaks and large drinks help, too.