Writing and cafes are strongly linked in my brain.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I have a group of cafes and coffee shops that I go to regularly. They usually have an area where I can plug in my computer and have a corner seat where I can do a couple hours of writing or whatever, even the noise of the surrounding people walking by. Those things are the things that stimulate me into writing.
It's true that your environment influences how you write.
It usually helps me write by reading - somehow the reading gear in your head turns the writing gear.
And the idea of just wandering off to a cafe with a notebook and writing and seeing where that takes me for awhile is just bliss.
I've never detected a correlation between where I am and what I write. I think there could be something subconscious, though. And I can't really speak for my subconscious.
The cafes bore me; going downstairs is a nuisance. Painting and sleeping - that's all there is.
When I try to concentrate, I really enjoy writing.
In France, I discovered that I love writing in the city. There's such an intensity to being in the city that matches the intensity of what you're experiencing in your head.
I can write all the way through the morning, when my mind is clear, and there are no distractions.
When I'm writing, my neural pathways get blocked. I can't read. I can barely hold a conversation without forgetting words and names. I wish I could wear the same clothes and eat the same food each day.