I’ve been asking myself lately, can you be a writer when you spend the majority of your time inside your own four walls? are you going to find anything interesting to say, anything that pulls readers in and makes them want to come back again and again? do you have a story to tell???

My life is, by necessity, very quiet and mostly solitary. I live in a remote village. I don’t drive, so excursions tend to be few and far between. This is my choice – I’m not complaining, I love my home and my lifestyle. But when I read the stories on other blogs, and see photographs of beautiful places and noteworthy events, or read about family life, socialising, celebrations, travel, achievements, and so on, I do wonder. Is my life too dull to interest anyone else? Am I too dull?

There’s no doubt about it, the more you do, the more you see, the more you have to talk about, the more to show. I sometimes think, if I lived in a big city, I would have so many things to photograph, so many opportunities, so many stories nudging in on me every day. If you live a gently same-old life, you have to dig a lot deeper to find beauty and interest. It’s possible – but harder. More challenging.

But just look at writers like the Brontes, or Emily Dickinson. Quietly domestic, cut off from the world, restricted in body, yet world-roaming in soul, and creators of poetry and beauty and fire and passion. Their writings are, perhaps, the more compelling because of the contrast between them and the women behind them. I wonder if things would have been different if these women had lived more traditional lives: married, had children, run a home, moved in Society, travelled, etc. Perhaps their creative genius would have found outlet in more conventional ways, and we would be the poorer for it.

After all, each of us have a rich and extensive landscape inside of us, waiting to be explored and mapped out. Perhaps living a very quiet solitary life gives you more of an opportunity to do that. And more incentive too. For when you are dreaming dreams, telling stories, allowing your heart to speak to you and through you, you can never be alone, or isolated, or empty, or unfulfilled.

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