This is my dog, Teddy, wearing glasses. If the initial thought of creating a workspace that will actually inspire you to write overwhelms you, don’t let it. My dog thinks you can do it.

When I write, I usually try to get out of the house. Most days, I’ll bike over to my local library, where I’ll stare at a screen for a solid two hours and then write a hurried frenzy of inspired words in the last 15 minutes before the library closes.

I like going to the library because it makes everything simple.

Other than the two ladies playing a heated game of Scattergories, there are no distractions. No TVs or radios, no loud noises, and most importantly, no kitchen to go get food from. (Other than taking photos of my dog wearing my glasses, eating is my favorite procrastination practice. I find Goldfish pair well with wasted…