THE WRITER'S VIEW: SHERRI LACKEY

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Most of the time, I write while sitting in my cozy little corner of my sectional sofa, typing away on my laptop. Directly in front of me is my oversized coffee table and beyond that is a dark brown wall with niches cut out to hold a few favorite knickknacks and a large clock letting me know what time it is.

To my left is a table where I keep a cup of coffee or a glass of water close by. It also holds my favorite dictionaries such as, The Bibliophile’s Dictionary by Miles Westley. On the shelf underneath you will see my jewelry findings catalog, seed catalogs, and a few favorite magazines like Mary Janes Farm. I keep my Nook close by for times when I feel like reading instead of writing, and I’m currently reading the late Michael Crichton’s novel Micro. To my right is my dog, Raymond, whom everybody loves…except for the cat who hates him passionately. He barked at her when she was a kitten and she has never forgiven him for that. He likes to nap beside me while I write.

Behind me is a large picture window which offers a panoramic view of the town. We live in the business district, next door to the courthouse, perched on a hill. While the businesses directly across the street are uninspiring, the broader view of the town can be pretty when the sun is going down, casting blue shadows below the hills while vividly shining on the hilltops.

I think of my house on the hill as an island, the street out front is a sea separating us from the mainland. In the summer it is an oasis with flower beds in bloom and lots of trees all around. We have a hidden patio out back when we want to eat outside. In the winter the house is cozy and warm. Our wood burning stove heats the main floor and it’s nice to sit by the fire in my rocking chair. On an especially chilly day, I take my laptop to that corner of the house to write. Raymond doesn’t like that though because he can’t sit next to me. If he is chilly, he’ll lay on the hearth, dreaming about his next meal time.

About the Author:

Sherri Lackey, born in Carlsbad, New Mexico, now lives in Montana where the cold northern climate inspires her to write. She writes science fiction and fantasy with dashes of speculative fiction, a pinch of steampunk, and a touch of urban fantasy. She lives with her husband, Paul, and their three children. She also has a faithful dog named Raymond who likes to sit by her side while she writes.

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