Argh.
I've been sitting in front of my computer since I got home from work, and I've mnaged to tap out only a couple of rather dreary paragraphs. Upstairs, my partner is rambling around and whistling and slamming the back door every five minutes as he goes to and from the barbeque. Pots and pans are being banged about, and cupboard doors are being enthusiatically slammed shut. The television is blaring out a sporting event of some kind. And I hate to complain because he's having such a nice time up there, but I can't work. Even with earplugs.
Argh.
I know there are writers who can work under any conditions, but it appears I'm not one of them.
Which are you? Someone who can write with a jackhammer being operated five feet away, or do you need quiet?
I've been sitting in front of my computer since I got home from work, and I've mnaged to tap out only a couple of rather dreary paragraphs. Upstairs, my partner is rambling around and whistling and slamming the back door every five minutes as he goes to and from the barbeque. Pots and pans are being banged about, and cupboard doors are being enthusiatically slammed shut. The television is blaring out a sporting event of some kind. And I hate to complain because he's having such a nice time up there, but I can't work. Even with earplugs.
Argh.
I know there are writers who can work under any conditions, but it appears I'm not one of them.
Which are you? Someone who can write with a jackhammer being operated five feet away, or do you need quiet?