I may have the ideal living situation for a full time writer. Working from home, living alone (apart from the dog pack, of course), nice coffee shop up the road, riverside walk trails down the road – it’s a wonder I don’t work ten times as fast as I do. But sometimes it takes a jump outside the comfort zone to make us appreciate the advantages we have.
In February I travelled to a community on the New South Wales coast to help my younger daughter with her new baby and 23-month-old for a few weeks. Knowing the place wasn’t connected to the power grid or scheme water, I decided before I left home that this month’s post would be about the impact of that unplugged experience on my writing. I expected that I’d either have severe withdrawal symptoms or a huge burst of creativity.
I’m home now, and the answer is neither of the above. To explain why, I’ll tell you a little more about the place where my daughter and her family have chosen to live.
The community has been established for 30 years, since the height of the hippy era, but unlike many other communal living ventures of that time, this one was well organised from the start and is still thriving. Some years after the original group purchased the land, the area around it was declared state forest. As a result the 180-odd people of the community live in the kind of setting other Australians can only dream of. [Read more…]