Coffee shop writing

I've done it! I took myself off into the big wide world to my nearest coffee shop and sat there like in the 'good old days' and wrote words. Seriously, it felt amazing to be doing something so basic after the 15 months we've had. And the bonus was the words simply flowed. They flowed so much that when my writing hour was through I was so tempted to stay for longer and order a second coffee (like I did pre-covid). I didn't though, because other folk wanted to sit down and I'd have felt guilty for hogging a table.  

Instead, I came straight home and wrote some more words to celebrate!

It seems funny even writing a blog post about a coffee shop writing session which previously I'd do at least twice a week, without thought or planning. The local coffee shop for most writers is the space in which they can freely work whilst gaining a little social time amongst human beings rather than staring at our four walls. 

I've missed it so much ... so I went back again this morning for a second session. 

I'll apologise now for the blog update when I'm allowed to write in a library! Boy oh boy, that will be heaven!

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