What are the common issues that writers face? Writer’s block, not enough time to write, not enough money to write, distraction, procrastination etc. What I struggle with, is the chair. I hate sitting down to write, and historically, I am not alone in my preference to work while standing up. Thomas Jefferson, Ernest Hemingway and Charles Dickens apparently all worked from a standing desk.
“The chair will kill you”. Whether you believe the arguments that
sitting down increases the risk of diabetes, kidney disease, cancer and
generally shortens your life expectancy, there is no doubt that a mainly sedentary
lifestyle can’t be good for your physical health, let alone mental health. My response is indeed, to work standing up, but it is not long before I get bored of existing in one area of space and simply have to leave my desk, and go for a walk.
"I
think that I cannot preserve my health and spirits unless I spend four hours a
day at least — and it is commonly more than that — sauntering through the woods
and over the hills and fields absoutely free from all wordly engagements. You
may safely say a penny for your thoughts, or a thousand pounds. When sometimes
I am reminded that the mechanics and shop-keepers stay in their shops not only
all the forenoon, but all the afternoon too, sitting with crossed legs, so many
of them — as if the legs were made to sit upon, and not to stand or walk upon —
I think that they deserve some credit for not having all committed suicide long
ago.”
(Henry David Thoreau, ‘Walking’)
I generally go for a walk twice a day. I take thirty minutes
in the morning and an hour in the afternoon.
And actually, thankfully, what I’ve experienced is that this is not time away from
writing at all. It is headspace to think
through an idea while my body moves, oxygen floods through the brain and I return
to my laptop with either a clearer decision or new inspiration. There is a power to the act of walking, in
leaving the work behind and returning to it physically stronger and mentally
clearer.
"Every morning I go to Hampstead Heath [in north London], and I often
also go for a wander in the middle of the day to think through a character or
situation. I listen to music as I go. Again, it's about occupying one part of
your brain, so that the other part is clear to be creative."
(Polly Stenham, The Guardian)
Having taken action against the physical effects of sitting down, while out walking I began to ponder the mental effects. If writing, and
writing for theatre, are vessels through which a writer expresses their view of
the world, endeavours to provoke social change and say something about society,
isn’t it strange to do so from a position of physical weakness? That’s not to say we should write while
balancing on our heads, but if, for example, the work is provoked by a situation that makes
us angry, why do we take it sitting down?
Think of it in terms of children at school. At break time, to sit down means you’re out
of the game. You sit out of P.E when you’ve
forgotten your kit (or worse, wear the spare kit). You
sit in the nurse’s room when you’re unwell.
You sit and wait, watching everyone else pass through the day. But if you’re in the rounder’s game, you’re
standing and hitting the ball and running and winning the match for your
team. You’re walking from class to class
and soaking up knowledge from a day’s worth of subjects. Most controversially, if you’ve misbehaved,
you stand outside the class. Although
you have caused a disruption and will inevitably end up sitting in the
headmaster’s office, at least standing is a declaration that you’ve done
something different.
“Enough. 7:30 a.m., Wednesday 29 November 2006. Coffee drunk, cigarette smoked, bowels
evacuated, and I’m off, tiptoeing from the Victorian house in Stockwell where
my wife and children are still abed....I’m keyed up as I head off along the
road; the sky behind the block of flats ahead is cloudless and still a
paving-stone grey; yet it brightens from pace to pace – the day will be
clear. I’m conscious that even if i’ll
only be gone a matter of days I will not return from the walk to New York the
same man. I shall have learnt something.”
(Will Self, ‘Psychogeography’, 2007)
I am not suggesting that we should rebel
against the system, like the petulant teenager in an English class, and desert
our desks for the sake of muscle tone, clearer heads and healthier kidneys. Of course, if you did want to take this
seriously, standing or treadmill desks are vialable solutions. And
actually, a treadmill desk is the first thing I’ll buy if I ever have enough
money to throw at my writing pursuits.
Alternatively, an article by Luisa Dillner for the Guardian encourages
office-workers to simply find every opportunity to get up from their chair and
move around.
What I am asking us to interrogate is the contrast between sitting still and the physical power of moving our bodies through the world. In walking, we discover things and feel things that no amount of internet browsing can compensate for. I guess what we need is a healthy balance, like meat and two veg, and it’s just a question of how we organise the position of our bodies through the hours of the day. If that means sacrificing some time scrolling through Twitter or BuzzFeed, then fine. I would trade some of the intellect of the sitting reader for all of the drive of the life-affirming walker in a heartbeat.
“But
when the door shuts on us, all that vanishes. The shell–like covering which our
souls have excreted to house themselves, to make for themselves a shape distinct
from others, is broken, and there is left of all these wrinkles and roughnesses
a central oyster of perceptiveness, an enormous eye.”
(Virginia Woolf, 'Street Haunting – A London Adventure')
Sometimes I walk forty minutes into town to relocate my office space to a coffee shop, and when I do, I hate that I am then committed to sitting down for an afternoon. It is for this reason that I wish coffee shops had more tables that are at bar stool height, and therefore optimum height for standing at. New York has sat up and listened, and apparently these are some good ones.
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