I live in a smallish, high rise apartment in downtown Seattle. It has an amazing view. That’s the main thing about this apartment; the view. There’s also the sunlight bathroom and the kitchen that always stays clean somehow.
Sometimes I stay home and work, since I’m a famous author. Other times I take my work to the coffee shop, or the public library. Have you seen this place? It’s kind of spectacular.
When I’m feeling dramatic, I walk down to Coleman Dock and take a ferry round-trip, working on the boat..
All I need for work is in a messenger bag that I carry; my iPad, my keyboard, a stylus. My grocery bag folds up really small, so I always have it in my bag… I’ll have to stop at the Market later for vegetables. The vendors all know me. I walk, by the way, because I lead a car-free life. It’s an easy walk to the ID. It’s a train to Coumbia City, Broadway, and the UDistrict. It’s a train to the airport.
I imagine my publisher is in New York or Boston somewhere, so I’m flying there every so often. Occasionally I plan extended trips to other towns, where I can keep working but keep my language skills sharp. A couple months in Taipei during the fall, somewhere in Western Europe in the spring. Summers in Seattle, Christmas in the Philippines.
I like to write. I see that I’m not particulary great at it, and my research habits still feel middle school at times, but I enjoy it. On a typical day, I write, and work on writing, for four to five hours. After that, I have time to do other things, other things that are not work. Things like playing my ukulele, taking a language class, volunteering at Matt Talbot or Operation Sack Lunch. Writing music and practicing with my band. I wonder what it would be like to volunteer to teach ESL with Casa Latina or the Archdiocese of Seattle. I wonder what it would be like to be a volunteer multilingual tour guide at the Seattle Aquarium.
Back to reality for a second: I like the place I’m working now. I have a nice office in a particulary competent and professional department, a modern classroom with a million dollar view and a covered parking space. The workload is a hardship, and I haven’t had much of a personal life this year. Solving that might be tricky. Fingers crossed, and I’ll hope for the best.