Wednesday, July 2, 2014
So I am less crazy today than I was yesterday, maybe because I got my full quota of sleep last night, and I'm getting really intrigued by the notion of co-working spaces. It turns out they are proliferating in Manhattan, and that I am not the only freelancer ever to discover that endless days of working from home, while a delicious freedom, can also be lonely. I think I've found one I'm going to try next week, just a few blocks from my home, which makes it all the more likely I'll actually go there. These spaces generally have a loft like ambiance and exposed brick walls and a sort of industrial chic vibe. It could be really useful for those weeks when I have a deadline and just need to power through the writing, and every distraction possible is catching my attention at home. One of my friends, a very busy ghostwriter, might also join. We had cubicles next to one another at a magazine years ago and it would be great to look up from my labors and see her working away again. It's like having the perks of an office community, but without the corporate bosses, which at this stage sounds absolutely perfect to me.