I need to get out of my bedroom, more importantly my apartment. I have a STRONG aversion to leaving my home, when it isn’t exciting or there’s no money involved. I want to go to the library to get some writing done, without being distracted. Going to the library isn’t exciting, I am not sorry. In terms of places for my mental health and less chaos, that is the only place I will venture to, but that isn’t exciting, just another thing that needs to get done when I want it to get done. So, the way I see it is that I am at home comfortable, but I am able to do other things at my home that I CANNOT do at the library. Not being able to do that and writing is uncomfortable, because I am in public.
I do want to head to the library, because I do need far less distractions and to just focus. Another thing is that I need to get some fresh air, and change my surroundings. I see the same things everyday, it does get exhausting and isn’t good for my mental health too.
If I don’t go tomorrow, I will NEVER go until months later.
How can I even prepare myself to go to the library to get in some writing?
Thoughts and feelings?
I don’t just need to go to the library, I just want and still do need to go. A change of scenery is good, I need that because I am always staring at the same thing. Plus my senses are going into overload when I am at the library, the same way it would be if I went to Barnes & Noble.
Thoughts? Feelings? Don’t know, just here to read other comments???
If the library is too overstimulating for your senses, it’s not going to do you much good to go there anyways. At least not if it hinders your writing. It might be better to just open your blinds or go to the back yard to write for a bit. Somewhere where you have more control of your surroundings.
If there is a university nearby, go to the uni’s library and find a designated quiet study area (fewer distractions) or go to the upper level and find a window desk (change of scenery). The few university campuses I’ve been to in Australia were open to the public…one uni had kangaroos roaming the grounds…
Another option would be doing the above at a state library (local equivalent), or at the research section (or sketching / crafts section) of a national gallery. They tend to be less populated, between exhibitions, and are great for a change of scenery / mental space. Especially if there’s a William Robinson lining the gallery walls.
Can you go to a local park and sit out on a bench with your writing gear?
Go to a small coffee shop? Those are good.
Any fast food joints nearby? Just sit in there and order a coffee. Type.
What else? A quiet relative’s house, if possible.
The craziest place I have come up with story ideas is washing dishes for my church’s coffee shop. Typing on my phone. It works, lol.
Even going for a short walk helps.
I can walk to the local library. It was just a matter of willing myself to walk to the library and sit there for a half-hour or more.
Barnes & Noble is far too distracting!
I greatly dislike holding my laptop out in the open like that.
Those places are within driving distances. Another thing to tell you about myself is, I am unable to eat and write at the same time. I was never good at that, not even decent at it.
Now, I am wondering what time I should go to the library, because it opens at 10:00 AM in the morning. I want to at least make time for lunch or something, yet not use that as an excuse to kill more time.
Do you have to psyche yourself up to go because the walk there is so tedious? Then bring your headphones and listen to music en route. Makes a long trip seem shorter to me!
I walk to the library from my apartment. It’s a bit hot and the walk is long, feels longer with my slightly heavy backpack. I continue walking, I am only a half way to the library, meaning I have a block to get to. As I walk, I fall to the ground, hurting my knee, then having to limp the rest of the way. I am inside the library in pain, but I got out and to walk back home on an injured knee is not a good thing.
What does that tell you? I am at the library overall, but the pain is great. Maybe I am not used to walking great distances and my body rebels against? Maybe I am clumsy? Maybe my senses are overwhelmed by everything? Maybe it is all three?
You can say that I am exaggerating or being a baby? Go ahead say whatever!
The point is I am at the library in pain because I fell walking there.
Make of that anyway you will?
I didn’t start writing yet, just contemplating why I didn’t use Uber in the first place.
A quiet relative’s house, if possible.
it’s okay, your knee will get better and you won’t fall next time.