Podcasts are double-uppers. They entertain me while I rinse dishes. They educate me as I stride, with an air of misleading purpose, from house to coffee shop and back again.
I was introduced to podcasts late in the game – bored, exhausted and sans television after a move in 2015, I Googled “QI facts radio show”.
Pre-Internet, I imagine writers’ distraction came in the form of external surroundings: documents strewn on desks, friends calling by, potential sandwiches singing their siren songs.
To an extent, we are still susceptible to these tangents. I have never been so intimately interested in laundry as when I’m meant to be beginning an article in which I have little interest.
However, the vast majority of my distraction comes from the things I use to write: my phone and my computer.