I always claim I'm not a writer, but an editor and researcher, and I'd rather polish someone else's writing than do my own, and I hate being creative... but I have been blogging since April 2005 so that's writing. It's all been done at my desk at home, except for the entries written via laptop on planes and trains.
I've been meaning to figure out what this Starbucks fuss is all about. I don't usually drink coffee unless it's heavily disguised. I even researched what I could order that's non-fattening and caffeine-free. I walk past and there are all these people inside and I'm not sure exactly how to order and it looks crowded and uncomfortable, so I just walk past. And get to the next Starbucks 2 blocks away and walk past that one, too. So I still haven't done the Starbucks thing.
They probably have similar beverages at Unkind Donuts (copyright Merl Reagle), and there are probably artsy independent places here on the Yupper West Side, but I dunno. It's very comfortable commuting from the bed to the desk and sitting around in a bathrobe and fuzzy slippers.
In a pinch, I could write at the desk of a client who's never there (I go in once a week to do actual work), in a brand-new, beautiful corporate media headquarters with a cafeteria where I also haven't figured out their beverages.