main road, with a picture window that overlooked a front yard and the street. i worked there for several years, wrote black & white there, but then i gave it up. every day, people told me that they saw me in there, through that picture window, sitting at my desk. it felt odd to be on display like that: resident writer at work. so i went back home, and over the last few years i wrote devotion here in my small office on the second floor of our house. i like working at home–i really do. i can get up and stretch, do my yoga practice, take a shower in 