I’ve been enviously reading about a company that’s placed its employees’ offices in a pirate ship, a fake cave (with a fake waterfall in it), and hell knows where else, to give their creativity a boost. (The article was originally linked from Web Worker Daily.) I hope it’s working for them, and they don’t just end up playing with bits of office scenery on company time, the lucky monkeys.
I can just imagine a zap of creative energy I would get from stationing myself in a kink-inspiring location every time I was writing a spanking story.
Is it time to spank a schoolgirl? Welcome to our well-stocked classroom (with a power socket for your laptop, or freshly filled ink pots if you’re in favour of full immersion).
Are Navy floggings calling your name? Here’s your ship, the ‘gunner’s daughter’ to tie your sailors to, and the cat o’nine tails; off you go.
Our country house welcomes spanking writers. The kitchen is ready to be populated with imaginary maids; feel free to examine our collectiong of corsets for dressing up your characters.
In reality, Abel and I often end up in inspiring locations, where my notebook fills to bursting with plot ideas (which we may never use, but still), but most of our actual writing happens at prosaic cafes, hotel rooms and the good old office at home. Our real school desk is a good start, but it’s not much help when I need to whip harem girls or mermaids.
Clearly, we need a wealthy benefactor with spare pervertible premises.