Editor’s note: This is a guest post by ThinkHouse Collective associate member, Corinne Litchfield.
Writers can be solitary, introverted types. They can completely close themselves off from society, shun any sort of human interaction.
That’s not me. At all. I am a loudmouth extrovert who just happens to enjoy writing. And if my editor at Sacramento Magazine can be believed – and my ego and I prefer to believe her – I do a pretty good job as a writer.
So while working as an associate member at ThinkHouse for the last two months is great for stimulating the creative juices, I think I may soon be banned from the premises.
Those of you who know me might be surprised to hear this. “But Corinne,” you argue, “you’re so friendly and well behaved!” I know, right? But here’s the thing: you get me in a quasi-office setting, surrounded by fascinating creative people, and I suddenly start acting a damn fool.
Right now I’m in the ThinkHouse studio (read: main floor) and the fact that I’m by myself means that I am quiet, focused, writing my little blog post. But as soon as Becca, another associate member, gets here, it’s ON. We will start chatting about everything from roller derby to relationships. I will ask her about her kids and she will ask me about my cat. I will make stupid jokes about the construction on R Street and she will laugh.
When Janna, one of the owners, is here, I always seem to have 50 million things I want to talk to her about. Like where does she shop for clothes, who are her favorite writers, and where did the little coffee scoop go? She’s a writer too and now she’s publishing a literary magazine, which is so freakin’ cool, and I would love to be in it but that’s never gonna happen if I don’t stop yammering at her. So I try to keep my questions and comments to a minimum.
I think the reason why it’s so hard for me is because coworking makes my brain all buzzy with ideas. It’s good juju for us creative folks, not to mention good coffee. The last time I felt this creatively amped up was last October, when I attended the Tomales Bay Writers Workshops. All those writers and poets in one place generating and sharing ideas forged this creative energy that was so intense I couldn’t sleep at night – I just wanted to chat with my roommates and write and chat some more.
So while I’m glad to have a place to go where I can recapture that mental electricity, I realize that not everyone here appreciates my bouncing off the walls. At the same time, though, I think when my energy is high, it feeds into the collective energy (pardon the pun) and it becomes this self-sustaining system of creative goodness. Well, that’s what I like to think anyway.
So if Janna doesn’t forbid me from returning, I’ll be here when you come in to see for yourself the big fat creative energy that is coworking. And if you happen to come when I’m holding down the fort at ThinkHouse, prepare for the onslaught of questions, bizarre comments, and general merriment. Cause that’s how I roll.
Corinne Litchfield is a freelance writer, blogger, and occasional karaoke singer. Her work has appeared locally in Sacramento Magazine.