There is a shed that I go to that sits beside a small stream. The window above my laptop faces the stream and I often see butterflies and once a doe and fawn. This place exists in my mind.
2006-07-25 13:12:31
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answer #1
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answered by Anonymous
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I got a bachelor's degree in English at the age of 19 and nearly starved to death with it!
I finally adopted the sheep's clothing of becoming an "accountant." At 53, I stopped doing worksheets and ledgers and drew early retirement.
So, at 54, I don't work anymore. I have a 690 square foot cottage in a great neighborhood with a view, in a small town that has an enormous spring-fed swimming pool and several grocery stores. Deer graze on the lawns here. Coyotes and mountain lions prowl outside the city limites. A county with 100,000 people and a JET AIRPORT are only an hour away.
It took me 34 years. I got my garret as soon as I could, which was a couple of decades. Now I'm going to find out if my soul is still alive, if the Muses will talk to me anymore, and if I learned anything important. I've got signed lithographs to look at that I bought in Greenwich Village and on the Left Bank of Paris. I have the world's best practice piano, refurbished this year to perfection by a concert technician -- it's the most expensive thing I've ever owned in my life. I have my music collection also. Is that enough to inspire me?
The answer is inside, and the harrowing adventure is to find out once and for all.
2006-07-25 20:01:19
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answered by urbancoyote 7
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GARRET:- A room in a house on the uppermost floor,immediately under the roof.
Like an attic but lived in.
2006-07-25 21:22:00
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answered by aussie fallen angel 1
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My garret, even though I do not know what a "garret" is in my ashram. My computer room. Door locked. Beer cold... My man-room. My stronghold. What the hell is a garret?
2006-07-25 19:57:40
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answered by Johnny P 4
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Interesting question. I think it can be emotional or mental sometimes, but I'm most comfortable either at my desk at work or at my desk at home.
I have been known, though, to write in front of a campfire or out on my desk.
Just as long as it's quiet and nobody (meaning my kids) needs me for an extended period of time.
2006-07-25 19:59:46
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answer #5
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answered by allaboutthewords 4
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Mine moves. Sometimes it's in my computer room. Sometimes I have to grab a pen and notebook and seek it out in other places. Usually, it's within the confines of my house. And usually, it's away from other people.
2006-07-25 20:04:03
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answer #6
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answered by AJK 2
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I think of it as a wanting to and feeling like you are a third person in the book and you are actually there
2006-07-25 19:56:28
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answered by Anonymous
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More Emotional . . But there are some places like . . a lake house, a candle lit romm etc . .
2006-07-25 19:55:40
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answered by Anonymous
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Lol at Johnny I would like to know what one else also. I guess mine is when I'm lying in the bed in piece.
2006-07-25 19:59:54
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answered by dreamee 5
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For me it's when real inspiration hits...usually from a dream. Anything else is just clever chatter.
2006-07-25 19:57:20
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answered by keats27 4
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