Where I write: Miguel Syjuco
Miguel Syjuco talks us through where he wrote Ilustrado and shows us his Star Trek chair.
by Miguel Syjuco
As I sit at my writing desk, I overlook the corner of Rue Jeanne-Mance and Rue Fairmount. This is the street on which Mordecai Richler grew up. In the distance, you can see Montreal's Olympic Stadium. I see many interesting things from my window - hipsters dressing up in clothes I wore when I was a lad, beautiful women, a lone cat crossing at night, irate hockey fans throwing rubbish bins onto the street, and, one late evening, four Hassidic men linking arms and dancing a jig in a circle in the middle of the intersection, like crows hearing music for the first time.
I have a chair that looks like something out of Star Trek, because it's ergonomic and my back is already chronically screwy from all the years of hours writing at the computer. I live in a big loft, and have cornered myself into necessary seclusion with bookcases and plants.
When I feel like a change I move to the dining table, where I often work. It was here where I did my system of bricolage with Velcro and fragments. It is also here where I read the newspaper, or the New Yorker, or take notes. I do my best reading and writing in very domestic settings - my corner desk by a big window, my dining table, the kitchen counter, or in bed.
Miguel talks us through where he wrote Ilustrado and shows us his Star Trek chair.
To read more about Miguel's writing process, read his description of his notebooks.