This is my new office. I have used this room before, but the setup was very different, and the walls were ice white. I’ve moved my desk four times in the eight years we’ve lived in this house. The last space was very open, and after we did some insulating this past winter, I decided it was time to get a room with discrete walls again.

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The most amusing aspect of this photograph to me is that it includes the door to my balcony, the place I’d prefer to write, and where my imagination perhaps resides. But I don’t linger there much, although I do step out momentarily first thing in the morning.

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Stephen Stark (stephenstark.com) kicks off Writing Spaces, a new series dedicated to the desks, cafes, libraries and retreats where Fictionaut writers work, providing a window to the physical places where some of the stories on the site originated.

I grew up in the Washington, DC suburbs of Northern Virginia, and after spending more than a decade living elsewhere, moved back here in early 1996. One of the selling points of the house my wife and I bought back in 2001 was the barn in the back. When my brother saw it, his response was, Man you’ve got to believe there’s a God. Empty, it seemed huge.

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