When I write, I either take my little netbook computer outside and sit on the front porch. Or I have it open on my desk, and use my desktop computer with the gigantic screen and fast chip to research details. Did they make the car my character drives in 1965? Did they have big gulp fountain drinks in 1975? Did that park exist in 1985? And so on.
But with the printer on my desk, and my keyboard, mouse, and little computer, there’s hardly any room. I couldn’t type on both keyboards without moving one of them aside. But wait, the reason we always put the printer on the desk is that the cord connects to the back of the computer. Well it did in 1995. These things have been wireless for years. So duh, the printer can go on the file cabinet a few feet away, and now there’s tons of room for both computers on my desk.
Life is good.