"When I had the Internet at home, I would find myself down a rabbit hole. I’d sit down in the morning and I would look up and it’d be 1. The internet is just too interesting, but, some of it, in a very base way. You’re always a click away from cat porn, you know? You’re like, “Why am I here?” I don’t have Internet at home. I queue up my e-mails, and I go and park in the parking lot of a carpet store. I sit there and send out my emails and then I go home. Writing is just a constant fight against your own worst habits and procrastination. I think you just have to eliminate as many of the unwanted distractions. Whatever works, whether it’s going to a writer’s retreat. I’ve tried everything at this point. Just working out in the shed behind my house, with a door that locks…that seems to work at that point. The Internet will be there when you’re done."

Dave Eggers doesn’t like the internet, and instead writes in a shed. (From an article about New Orleans, and Zeitoun.)