There is nothing like the solitude of a long drive to aid self-examination, to allow me to turn my situation over in my head and look at it from all angles, without distraction. Or to consider an article I've been working on from a new perspective, to re-examine a premise or some tired phrasing with fresh eyes. Only some of that writing has ever seen print, but that's because I failed to pull off the road and scribble down the rest of it before I forgot it.
I thought I might be crazy, relying on road trips (or even a slow commute to work) to help me write or change my life, but an article in the NYTimes backs me up. "Research strongly suggests that people are more creative when they enjoy privacy and freedom from interruption," it says. The article is talking about a traditional office environment -- desks, walls, offices with doors -- but as a travel editor, the road is often my office. And now I know why. It's just one more reason why I love roadtripping.