Time was when I felt the aesthetics had to be right for me to do any "proper" writing. And so what you see in the picture would have been almost a sine qua non for me to sit down and write. Fountain pen, hushed atmosphere, oh and preferably on luxurious heavy cream paper please... As I've grown into this writing role however, I've been able to see all those "fripperies" almost as distractions. These days I reckon I could write at the bottom of a swimming pool – assuming the existence of waterproof laptops. Certainly on the Metro here in Sofia, or while walking down the street armed with nothing but a smartphone...