The Nomadic Writer

Posted On Jul 15 2014 by
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I have this fantasy–and, as always, don’t tell my wife I wrote this–and it involves me, my Macbook, a trailer, my wife, and about a million square miles of unexplored (by me) territory.

It’s the impossible dream. My mobile office on wheels would have most of the comforts of home. Which, to me, means a refrigerator and a bed. It would have an electric awning, maybe the cool outside kitchenette, and, oh, I don’t know…USB ports every two feet or so. And she must be wireless internet ready.

What would I do with this dream trailer? Well, we’d leave the day job, hit the road about six months out of the year (can you say Arizona in January?), and I’d pay for our lavish lifestyle through the sales of millions of e-books. Novels, of course. Maybe a few on taking your career on the road once I figure it out myself.

Now, I know. Be realistic, Ron. You can’t give up your real-engineering job, retire early, and be Ernest Hemingway with an RV (but without the drug and alcohol addiction).


….. <—-me thinking


Why not?

Okay, it won’t happen this year (but, you know, if it’s possible by January…), but if I stick with the plan, write my 6 books a year, build my platform, pay off the debts (including the trailer), then who’s to say I can’t dump the rat race at 50something and take my bride all over North America while we can still hike up the hills and down the valleys?

Silly boy. Stop it. Fantasy, I say.

Okay. Fantasy. What. Ever.

But it’s my fantasy. Now I’ve shared it. All I have to do is reach for it.

Just…don’t tell my wife I wrote this (It’ll be a surprise!).

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Last Updated on: July 15th, 2014 at 5:38 pm, by Ron

Written by Ron

Just about everything I believe has been shaped by the written word. But books don't force a belief; they stir the imagination so that you, the reader, eventually draw your own conclusions. We grow richer in spirit when we read, deeper in our understanding of the universe and our role in it. That's why I read. That's why I write. To offer you a bit of myself. Come along on my journey, won't you? There's plenty of room.

2 responses to “The Nomadic Writer

  1. Must be a writer thing, because I have the same sort of fantasy. Travel, hike all the trails, fill journals with my amusing/insightful anecdotes a la Bill Bryson. Okay, skip all the historical research, better make it a la Elizabeth Gilbert. Don’t tell my husband. 🙂

    • Your secret is safe with me, Malanie. We’ll discuss our book tours while sipping coffee under the awning.