Revitalized slightly, submitted to Masters Review contest on May 30, 2020
Imagine, a cabin. A single room with a small kitchenette, indoor plumbing, electricity and a fireplace.
The picture window facing a lake, trees, nature.
The desk, positioned below the window, is void of clutter. Just how it has to be. Empty except for a laptop and a coffee cup.
The chair is comfortable and ergonomically correct.
It’s soothing to look outside, not distracting.
Writers hate distractions.
They also love them. Writer’s block will result in clean houses, sorted laundry, home-cooked meals.
Everybody knows that.
Which is why the writer needs a cabin like this. To write, not clean or sort or cook.
Coffee is the only distraction, but it feeds the senses. And it warms the soul.
Her mind wanders. She glances toward the bed, thinking, dreaming.
She knows he knows about the cabin.
The bed behind her is pushed against the wall. You can see the fireplace when you’re in it, feel the heat if the fire is on.
The fire is always on. It’s that time of year, after all.
The leaves are turning color, falling to the ground. Watching them while sipping coffee treats the mind to think of more words.
The keyboard is ready.
Just type the words, she tells herself. The words will come.
And maybe, so will he.
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*This piece was written and published previously under a pseudonym. I decided to import it here, and share it with you.
That’s kinda hot. I can’t be the only one thinking this…
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My original version had a different title…and a slightly different ending. 😉
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Ooooh…add a 70″ LCD Roku TV with satellite hook up, a fridge, and unlimited sliders and we have the makings of a man-cave.
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Oooh! I love this!
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Me too. 🙂
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This is beautiful, Claudette. It echoes through the soul. It feels both cool and warm to me: bliss. 💕
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Thank you. ❤
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I’m with the gang here … I love this piece. So fluid. Found myself wanting to be there. In the cabin. Brilliant. More, please 😊
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I have other pieces but I’m not sure if they are suitable for release on this ‘family’ blog…
But thank you. I quite like this piece myself, which isn’t something I say often about my own writing. I actually wrote it months ago. 🙂
Thank you.
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I say go for it. You can always preface with a NSFW+21 or similar notice.
It’s perfectly good and healthy to like your own writing. It should fulfill and sustain us on some level. Writers are too critical on themselves.
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Love it! And that cabin sounds perfect. 😊
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Thank you.
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Your welcome!
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The opening described either the perfect place to write, or, if you are the Stephen King type, the perfect place for a murder.
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Ha. 😉
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Love this!
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Thank you. Me too. 🙂
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You are welcome!
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I would love my own writing cabin…heck, I’d settle for a nook.
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My nook is occupied by a tween girl, cluttered with craft items and splattered with paint.
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How lovely! This has a wonderful word flow 😊
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Thank you.
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Love this. Day dreaming now 😊
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I had it titled Lovers’ cabin before… 🙂 But writer’s cabin is more pertinent, and also wishful thinking.
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Haha sounds perfect to me. 🙂
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Love this!! Omg so good!
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Thank you.
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Simple. Easy to relate to. Says everything. Captures the writer’s practicality – if only it could be like this – no clutter, great view – but dreamland (who could she have with her?) is there also. Which is the dreamland, the clutter-free perfect cabin or the person she is thinking of?
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All of it. Probably. 🙂
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It is good, Claudette
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I am reading this while having a week off work. So far I have filled the washing machine countless times, folded washing, cleared washing up, tidied rooms – anything but sit down at the computer and write something.
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Oh yes I was going to do laundry today… (ugh). 🙂
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