Introducing Wee Nooke, where I plan to write some real barn-burners

 

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My cedar-sided writing studio, or writing hut, as befits its size, sits atop a rocky knoll behind our Center Island cabin.

IMG_7955OK, LOYAL READERS (BOTH OF YOU), don’t say that this scribe isn’t heedful of his public. I’ve had a request for a closer look at the writing studio (or writing hut, more accurately) from which I fire off these juicy missives. So here you go.

This humble structure originated as a playhouse (or escape hatch) for daughter Lillian, who was 12 when we bought our island cabin in 2003. With a 6-foot-square interior, it came as a kit, designed to be a cedar garden shed, and it fits nicely in the grassy space atop our rocky knoll behind the cabin we’ve come to call The Nuthatch.

Thanks to my dear wife’s Australian upbringing, the hut was first called the Wendy House, after the British term for playhouse, taken from “Peter Pan.” (You can take the Aussies out of the empire, but you can’t take the…)

Lillian was given free reign to decorate the interior as she wished. In her blooming teenager-hood, the world was one of infinite possibilities, apparently. So at the top of one interior wall she painted the question, “Why not?” She then went to the University of Washington library, where her mother worked, and interviewed foreign-language librarians to find out how to write “Why not?” in other languages. To this day, the question is painted inside in 18 different languages, ranging from Vietnamese (“tai sao khong?”) to Dutch (“waarom niet?”) to what I finally recognized the other day to be Pig Latin (“Y-whay ot-nay?”).

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“Why not?” is a question repeated in 18 different languages on the inside walls of my writing hut, thanks to my daughter, the previous tenant.

I’ve kept most of her decor, including the zebra-striped rug, though I did take down the many circa-2003 Johnny Depp posters (Disney’s “Pirates of the Caribbean” film had just come out), which were encrusted with dead spiders after these many years. One poster even concealed a tiny hibernating bat that had found its way inside.

I also renamed the writing hut. It’s new name, announced by a wooden placard that Lil made for me as a Father’s Day gift last month, is “Wee Nooke.”

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The sign made by my daughter, framed in twigs over the door. The name came from a P.G. Wodehouse story.

The moniker is taken from a P.G. Wodehouse story in which bon vivant Bertie Wooster rents a country cottage of that name. Unfortunately, a pesky Boy Scout named Edwin, committed to doing daily acts of kindness, attempts to clean the cottage’s chimney using  gunpowder and paraffin, burning Wee Nooke to the ground.

So, it’s a literary name. What better to inspire a writer? I might even put in a woodstove for winter — with a chimney, of course. If so, I promise I’ll keep an eye peeled for wayward Boy Scouts. cropped-1-anchor.jpg

6 thoughts on “Introducing Wee Nooke, where I plan to write some real barn-burners

  1. Such a cozy space to write. I know that if I had that space, all good intentions of writing would immediately evaporate and I would be producing a million distractions. I enjoyed your La Conner article in the Seattle Times. No mention of Nell Thorn’s?

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  2. Great to read your island column in these turbulent times ! Might I suggest you keep an eye 👁 out for a 60,s era stove ? Orange 🍊 is my favorite! Cheers my friend.

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  3. A room of your own! The best for writing. Have you seen and read about Kent Haruf¹s version of Wee Nooke? About as much room as your lovely spot, though not as picturesque. It¹s where he wrote ³Our Souls at Night². My second favorite of his, the first still being Plainsong. Highly recommended if you don¹t know then.

    From: Cantwell’s Reef Reply-To: Cantwell’s Reef Date: Friday, August 3, 2018 at 7:03 AM To: Hilary Hilscher Subject: [New post] Introducing Wee Nooke, where I plan to write some real barn-burners

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