One of the film books I own--which, while funny, doesn't exactly set you up to be a good filmmaker--suggests that you hide your camera's user manual in the bathroom. That way, if you ever get stuck and can't figure out how to do something, excuse yourself to the potty and figure it out.
I just visited el baño because I couldn't think of anything to write about.
I'm back now.
And I'm writing.
To borrow a quote from Eugene Meltsner, "I do some of my best work there." And that's proven to be the case for me. Though, when I was younger, I did most of my thinking on our trampoline. I highly recommend them. Highly. Probably because there was never too much blood involved. But that's the trampoline, not the bathroom.
The restroom is a great place because it is typically just you--doing your thing. You can, for the most part, shut out everything else and regroup. Much like a frantic filmmaker trying to figure out how to set the f-stop on his camera.
Granted, I've read enough posts from mothers who can't even escape from their children to take care of personal business, and so perhaps I'm just naive and don't know what it's really like to have kids. In any case, where do you go to get your thinking done and gather yourself?
Filmmaker, Writer, Expectant Father