When I was a freelancer, the only shared workspace in town was the Grotto. It seemed like a magical place and far too serious and unreachable for little old me. So I kugged my iBook to the Canvas Cafe, where I enjoyed wireless access and tolerable coffee whenever I needed to be around people.
Today’s Chronicle has a great story on a whole slew of new, more accessible coworkspaces. I would have loved to have a 1- or 2-day-per-week pass to a place like that. It might have even encouraged me to stay freelance for longer rather than jumping back in to corporate work. As an aside, I think I would be a great den mother for a coworkspace. Especially if it had a kitchen…