When I wrote the short biographies of Hans
Christian Andersen and Jules
Verne, I noticed that they have something in common: they loved travelling.
Until then I had never really thought about it, but it seems to be quite common
for a writer to enjoy seeing and being in places other than their home. Charles
Dickens, Herman Melville, Mark Twain, William Somerset Maugham, Ernest Hemingway,
John Steinbeck, José Saramago, Vikram Seth, Bill Bryson, and many others were
on the road a lot and quite obviously drew inspiration from their travel.
At one point or another even novelists may come up with a
travellogue although in some cases – that I won’t mention here because I have
too much respect for everyone who takes the effort to write a book – they should better
have refrained from it. Others only benefit from the impressions that people
and places leave in their minds. Writers can get inspired by everything and
nothing, but travels certainly improve the odds to encounter something so far
unknown or unthought of. A change of scenery can make a big difference. It
opens minds and can change points of view.
Someone stuck in a writer’s block will be advised to go
abroad and see the world. An aspiring writer like me often gets the same
advice, but what if it’s out of the question to travel? The career of a writer
seldom starts off like a rocket. Most of us have to make sacrifices in order to
be able to follow our dream. To make a living we usually are compelled to have jobs
that don’t give us the freedom to spend weeks or months on end abroad unless we
manage to work there. And even if we can go abroad for a job for a while, the routine of daily life always catches up.
The solution that I found for me, is to travel in my mind –
with my nose stuck in a book or with my pen on a sheet of letter-paper. I gain
a lot of inspiration from both reading books and writing letters. How about you?
I enjoy a good travelogue and it was rather serendipitous on my last holiday to London I came across a copy of William Morris’s Iceland travel journal with a contemporary commentary by Lavinia Greenlaw called A Question of travel, I was at the time questioning my own reasons for attempting to escape by travel. I wish I could travel more but I have to settle for the vicarious experience of reading others accounts, still it is nice to dream.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much for your comment Arabella! I enjoy good travellogues very much, too, and they make me dream a lot.
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