It’s good. Oh… it’s SO good right now.
Think about it.
Practically every generation before us has been made to go to war, perform national service, go into the mine shaft, bend over on the farm all day and work jobs they didn’t enjoy.
Every worker prior to this time has had to dedicate a good portion of their day to being physically present in one location or another.
That time has died. Remote working has flourished. Coffee shop culture has flourished. Travel has flourished.
I’m a remote working commercial copywriter based in London. I work and write for an agency working with clients big and small in and around the technology sector.
It’s a good job.
We have a chief happiness officer, access to a company Kindle with more than 400 books available and all the in betweens covered. We’ve built a culture based on happiness and work/life balance.
As a result, my days are mine to do what I wish. Sure, I clock in and out, but it doesn’t matter where I do so.
I’ve been lucky enough to explore the coffee shop scene in London and work from an array of shared workspaces. [I built an interactive map for my company to showcase this].
I’ve lived and worked in Vancouver for a month, in Birmingham and in Buckinghamshire, as well as from my home in London.
I have no distractions and can drink all the coffee I want, too!
Am I lonely?
Short answer. No. I live with a roommate who keeps me company when he’s not at work, and I have a good group of friends in London I can count on.
In fact, my closest friend is a freelance musician, so we occasionally hang during business hours when everyone else is at ‘the office’.
My company acknowledges that remote working can be lonely, and so it does what it can to over-compensate for this lack of communication. We often have online conference calls with one another and use we use Slack a lot to talk about anything from favourite recipes to general news and views.
Writing is an individual activity. It rarely requires more than one person to write, so the idea of ‘loneliness’ is implied. I prefer the word independent. Free.
Don’t get me wrong, I have days where I don’t speak to anyone, but as a writer, those days are cherished. Work is performed.
Thanks to technology
I’m not one to advocate technology. If I had it my way, I would’ve stopped innovating technology during the 80’s, when genuine ‘human’ connection remained but you could still make a phone call to someone you loved if you needed to.
But, here we are. And as a remote worker, I’m grateful. I speak to Australia, Canada and America regularly from my home office. I’m a part of a community even if it’s not physical, and I have the choice to engage with people or to switch it all off and write in peace.
My days are completely mine, my choice of location is completely mine, the work I perform is (somewhat) completely mine.
This is as good as it gets. Writing doesn’t require a singular location, if it did, inspiration would die. Building a life, then, that doesn’t require a location means I can be creative, always.