Yes, lattes are wonderful. I can always snuggle down in an overstuffed chair and let my thoughts wander with a cup a Joe. But do you really need a coffee house to write? I used to think so. There was a time that I could only write while seated in my local java brewery. I worked in longhand then, on yellow legal pads. I did write a lot, but it was sporadic. After all, I had to wait until I was at the coffee house to write.
Basically the coffee house was my crutch. I used it because I wanted to be seen as a writer. Maybe have some passerby ask me what I was doing. Then I could spout off about my latest work.
In truth, much of what I wrote during those times was unprintable. I wasn’t a serious writer. I only played at one. (I’m not a writer, but I play one on TV.) It wasn’t until later, after visiting a writing conference and joining this writing group, that I realized how I could change this hobby into a habit.
Write everyday, even when you don’t feel like it. I’ve seen multiple writers expound this tidbit, and it couldn’t be truer. Sure I take a few breaks—everyone needs a night off here and there—but not many. I’ve programmed my body to expect writing. And when I don’t get it, I feel like I missed out on something.
I still pour a steaming cup of coffee. The difference is, when I’m writing, really laying down the words, I hardly touch the stuff. I don’t have time. That’s the difference between pretending and doing.