I am fortunate to have a peaceful home office with plenty of natural light, a broad desk and comfortable chair, a filing cabinet, and shelves of books. I do a lot of editing in my office, and it serves as a home base for my fiction projects. But I don’t write there. Perhaps perversely, I almost always leave my dedicated writing space in order to write.
I write in my kitchen—at the table, or in a rocking chair. I write in coffee shops. And I write outside, either sitting—again, in a rocking chair—or walking.