Reports on Virginia Woolf’s writing shed indicate that this workplace was not conducive for her writing; however, from the photograph above (obtained from The Guardian’s feature on the writer’s work shed), it looks rather peaceful, organized and if Woolf would have taken advantage of the nature view, it could have been a piece of real estate solitude. But who am I to opine? The poor woman – despite her literary talent was prone to periods of nervous breakdowns, deep depression and auditory hallucinations – to name a few. No wonder, even a functional and quite frankly, a pretty place such as this could not accommodate her needs.



This writing shed of Dylan Thomas shared in Flicker surely is reminiscent of his mostly sullen and angry poems. This one is in a place in the UK called Laugharne and has become a tourist attraction. I do wonder if this is in it’s original place considering it’s situated in a walkway. The poet who decidedly instructed people to “rage, rage against the dying of the light” surely must have been unhappy with on-lookers prying while he wrote.



One of George Bernard Shaw’s writing shed was named “London,” according to reports, this shed was named thus-ly so the servants did not have to lie when people called to ask where the “Pygmalion” playwright was and they would answer “He is in London.”

The photo above shows the author exiting “London,” as well as the interior of it. Inside the shed I see nothing but the essential tools of a writer, a typewriter, a rubbish can, among others, and it looks like there may be a cot at the side of the room. An author writes, makes mistakes, rests and repeats the process again and again inside his writing shed, right?

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This is a bit unusual for me to see how a Scandinavian or Victorian shed (or is it a gazebo?) can be connected to America’s all-time famous author; I rather thought his special place would be a cave. Regardless, the shed which is located in up-state New York appears to be open and roomy for a shed.  Our man Mark Twain may have needed solitude when writing, but perhaps the openness gave this author’s mind the ability to soar for the adventures Huck and Tom had to undertake.

Of the shed Mark Twain wrote to a friend – William Dean Howells, “It is a cozy nest and just room in it for a sofa, table, and three or four chairs, and when the storms sweep down the remote valley and the lighting flashes behind the hills beyond and the rain beats upon the roof over my head—imagine the luxury of it.

– From Re-Nest