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<div><em>Photograph Eamonn McCabe <a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2008/jul/12/saturdayreviewsfeatres.guardianreview2">via the Guardian</a></em></div>
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<div>One of my most treasured excuses (for everything, but mostly for work) is that <a href="http://www.everydaytreats.com/2007/08/quitting-for-the-day.html">my children</a> go absolutely batshit insane the second I try to get anything done. I dream of a beautifully appointed office, where I can shut the door and have room to think.</div>
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<div>Instead, at this very moment, the kids have thrown dozens of Hot Wheels all over the family room, my couch has been torn into pieces, and I'm late filing a post for work. Dammit.</div>
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<div>I came across this quote and photo of Jane Austen's writing area</div>
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<blockquote><em>Having no room of her own, she established herself near the little-used front door, and here "she wrote upon small sheets of paper which could easily be put away, or covered with a piece of blotting paper". A creaking swing door gave her warning when anyone was coming, and she refused to have the creak remedied. <a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2008/jul/12/saturdayreviewsfeatres.guardianreview2">via The Guardian</a></em></blockquote>