I can confidently say I have filled up thousands of pages of notebooks and journals with my words. In my earlier years, those words were about boys or my gross older brothers or the meaning of life – if I identify something as blue, do other people see it as blue…or do they maybe see it as green? Basically, I was a super deep kid.
Everyday, I sit down and write whatever I feel like. Because this has been a ritual since I started writing – even with backwards letters – I have always built a place specifically for writing. I refer to building it as the burrowing process, where I craft my own sanctuary of blankets and blank pages.
I don’t usually let strangers – especially strangers on the internet – see my writing corner. But due to circumstances involving a professor and a prize to be won, I am bringing out the big guns.
Welcome to my writing corner.
Defining a writing corner
Of course, there is an obvious necessity: there must be writing happening for it to be deemed a writing corner. But the second most important part of creating this space is surrounding it with things that evoke comfortability. This is the place I spend most of the deadest hours of the night, 3 to 5 am. It must be comfortable!
To create a comfortable atmosphere, I pile up cozy and colorful pillows, curl up in my childhood Tinker Bell blanket and light an almost dangerous amount of candles and incense(candles must smell delicious).
When I was younger, I was forbidden from being alone with fire after nearly burning the house down with a candle, so I decorated my corner in holiday lights. This is a great alternative for pyros and clumsy people.
The list of necessities doesn’t have to end with those three must-haves. It’s about creating a safe nest for creative and artistic exploration, and this is mine.