I also like how TV portrays writers as wise-beyond-their years deep thinkers, pounding out their words on old ink-and-ribbon typewriters by the window of some cedar scented cabin in the woods. Maybe. I remember a great TV special from 2004 where they showed Stephen King at work. He was hunched over, squinting at what looked like a 14' inch Mac monitor, using the two-index-finger styling of typing. Not terribly aesthetic, but real.
As for me, I have a cat on my lap, soda cans and empty Gatorade bottles all over the place, and the tunes from Chrono Cross playing. Who knows, maybe once this book sells I'll defect from my highly editable and functional PC to an old Smith and Corona word processor, and eventually get so successful I'll buy one of those 60 lb. typewriters from the 40's. All computers and no ink makes Jimmy a dull boy, eh?











