I do most of my writing in my favorite bakery. Using headphones to channel a carefully chosen set of songs, I drown out the small din of conversation around me. Once I get my computer running and fan out my papers, the words seem to flow almost effortlessly at the best of times. Of course, there are other times that producing words on paper feels like pulling teeth, but these times are fairly intermittent. In part, the familiarity of the visual scene and the music helps me ignore the extraneous stimuli and write.