by Jorn Lier Horst, Norway
Last month I did an interview with ScandinavianTraveler. They wanted a picture of me at the place where I write my books.
I have my own writing room. It is an office located in an old, abandoned naval base - in the cadet barracks, a huge wooden building erected in 1774 (with a ghost in the attic). Aptly enough, The Norwegian Police Academy is housed in the same area and educates yearly 300 policemen and women here. The picture below is borrowed from the article.
|Welcome to my office|
But the truth is that I write everywhere. At airports, hotels, trains, cafes. Right now I am sitting in an hotel room i Ørsta, a small town in the western part of Norway. I am not bound to a single writing spot. For me it's more about the state of mind than a physical location. To feel the flow so that I forget that I actually are sitting and writing.
Some have it differently. They rely on a fixed place where they can shut the world out and create their own.
I've never had romantic thoughts about my own place that provides inspiration. Have never had a separate pen or a particular paper I need to use. The ideas are coming or not coming. Where I write them down is just a practical question.