A.L. Kennedy hates hotels
A.L. Kennedy argues that hotel rooms are crap places for writing. It not easy being a writer and hotels are a cross that every author must bear.
In your spare moments you will be able to listen to the occupants of other rooms dying, shagging, throwing up, nursing vile diseases, arguing, running, laughing and occasionally playing musical instruments. Their televisions will interrupt your fitful slumbers, as will your own room’s heating and plumbing and the radio alarm that some malicious bastard set to go off at 4am.