Last night, I was tooling around online and came across this article about "writers spaces." It talked about where writers write - and all of them wrote in these lovely, inspired, Pottery-Barn-would-be-jealous spaces that no mortal could design. Seriously. We're talking interior decorator spaces. I know I should have been impressed, but instead, I had to snarf out loud. Several times. Are these people writing or dickering around with their writers spaces?
The article talked about this being the way to find your muse and "pour out your genius." And I'm not saying it doesn't work for some people. Obviously, I'm not a genius. But I will tell you this. Brainiac or not, you're not writing if you're busy picking out drapes. And worse, it occurred to me that unpubbed writers might think that a fancy office is necessary in order to lock in that first sale.
But here's the truth: It's not about the color of your computer or what's on the walls. It doesn't matter if you have the most gorgeous office ever if you're not inspired by your work. I have an office, but I've written every single one of my novels while sitting on the green couch in the family room. I like it. It's comfortable. And it's close to the refrigerator.
In short (too late), I think the danger in making things "perfect" before you get to work is that you'll never get there. In the end, writers write. Even when it's not pretty. Especially when it's not pretty. Because if your story is gripping you so hard that you have to get back to the keyboard every day, chances are, it'll move you readers as well.