Late last year, my wife and I were talking about writers and their sheds. Writers have a long history of writing in sheds, or little gazebos or cabins—give them a small room and tuck it in the backyard, or in the woods, and they're usually pretty content. (Here are some examples.)
While we talked, Squish grabbed a sheet of paper and a pencil, and began drawing. A few minutes later, she handed me a blueprint labeled Daddy's writing shed. It included such niceties as:
- A table
- A window
- A bed
- A food box
"So you're evicting me," I said.
"But you get a food box," she said.