Writers' rooms

For someone who often complains about the ubiquitous nature of intrusive celebrity culture, I am probably as guilty as most, for being curious about the lives of others. One such example of this is Writers' rooms. Some may see it as a distraction from the substance of someone's work. However, with artists, the finished product is the result of molding less tangible material into a cohesive form. So, I find the attics, spare rooms, studies and outbuildings where this alchemy takes place, just as interesting as the work they produce. I think it makes it a little more real to me, and brings me closer to a part of the creative process. Which is arguably the same as people who are interested in where a Big Brother star was seen buying their Olive oil, just from a slightly different angle. Pure human curiosity I suppose...

Writers' rooms on guardian.co.uk