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I have a special guest in the attic today, all the way from Norway where she’s just returned from a voyage to the Arctic: Robyn Mundy.

Robyn is the author of the novels Wildlight and The Nature of Ice, and is co-author of the young readers’ Epic Adventure: Epic Voyages. She lives in Hobart where she writes and teaches writing.

Photo by Kay Vernon

Robyn also likes travelling to cold places, and when she’s not in the Arctic, she’s on voyages to the Antarctic.

Although Robyn enjoys the cold, as a person she’s a warm and encouraging mentor to emerging writers, and not just those she teaches. Every now and then, a comment from Robyn pops up on my blog, always something thoughtful and complimentary, and that gives me a buzz to think that a published author would visit my blog.

I’m also wondering how she managed to hold a block of ice in her bare hands …

Here’s what she had to say about being a writer:

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WHAT IT MEANS TO BE A WRITER

Recently I spent a week in Tromsø, northern Norway, busy with research. One morning at breakfast a woman nearby piped up in an Australian accent. She asked a couple settling themselves down, ‘Are you two Australian?’

‘Yes,’ they answered, taken aback. They hadn’t spoken a word. ‘How could you know?’

The woman shrugged at that small understanding of identity.

Tomorrow I climb aboard a ship in the Arctic to guide two tourist voyages around Spitsbergen and East Greenland. It’s an occupation that fills several months of my year, distinct from the me I think of as a writer. For the most part I’m driving Zodiacs, walking over tundra that is turning with Autumn, on the lookout for Arctic blueberries, ever vigilant of that mightiest of Arctic predators: polar bear.

3834 Zodiac cruise, Røde Ø, East Greenland-photo Robyn Mundy

Back aboard I spend time with others on the bridge and bow. Then there’s the disjointed conversation with the Russian Bosun over something kaputsky that needs mending, accompanied, on my part, with theatrical gestures and a smattering of Russian words from my shamefully dismal vocabulary. Last thing at night I write and deliver the Puffin Post.

In conjunction with my writing life, I’ve been travelling to the Arctic and Antarctic for years. Of course I do it to make a living but I also count myself blessed. I cherish the experience of wild places aboard a small, non-luxury ship (which entices the nicest passengers in the world), and being able to share knowledge and wonder with fellow travellers. So much about ‘the wild’ inhabits my novels; indeed, the high Arctic is the setting for my new story and the focus of my current research.

In the course of ship work I do plenty of long-haul travel to and fro, and when I look around I fancy I can pinpoint the Australian, well before hearing our tell tale drawl. Perhaps the climate gives us a certain patina that is innately recognisable to a fellow countrywoman. Perhaps, as in my case, it’s an inbuilt scruffiness that sets me apart from the well-groomed American traveller.

Researching is a fantastic part of a big writing project. One reason I am here is to gain a stronger understanding of a Norwegian identity. Can such a thing be generalised, or even verbalised? The forging of identity, the struggle to find and take possession of the skin that fits us best as we move through life, is something that preoccupies my writing mind.

What of a writer’s identity?

It is not enough to simply write, to remain anonymous or have an identity gleaned by readers from the page. Once published, the role comes with demands to speak and present publicly, to share the writing journey from anonymity to success. Success. There’s a word. For those of us who write, success surely stands as a tenuous ride, punctuated by self-doubt and angst in the face of any new writing project (What’s it really about, this thing I want to write? Can I pull it off? Will it be published?), conscious of the many, many talented writers deserving of success. For the less extrovert writer, the public role may not come easily. For others, it stands as an opportunity to forge a highly public persona, one that garners a near-celebrity following. When I interact with social media I sometimes feel dismay at writers, those in a prime position to act as role models who model a role of relentless self-promotion and absorption. What of a larger world? What of kindness and encouragement? What might such insistent ME focus say to aspiring writers, to those still making themselves up?

This morning a small Arctic fox in his tawny summer coat trotted past my window. Two Svalbard reindeer grazed on grass at the edge of the road. That put me back in my box. I don’t suppose they have much time for my small concerns.

IMG_5475 Svalbard reindeer-Robyn Mundy

In Tromsø last week I met with Rune, a local hunter. I asked him about identity and he spoke of the allegiance he feels with nature, of the importance of spending time outdoors, summer and winter, of eating the meat he catches, of living in a modern city with its shift away from a traditional diet. ‘My wife still loves fish,’ he told me. She grew up on the islands where her family ate fish every day. ‘Except on Sunday.’ He edged toward a grin. ‘On Sunday they eat salmon.’

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You can visit Robyn’s website, Writing the Wild, and buy her book ‘Wildlight‘ by clicking on the links.

Wildlight cover download from PanMac

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If you’d like to write something for my ‘What it means to be a writer’ series, please drop me a line via the Contact page—I’d love to hear from you!

This invitation is open to all writers, published and unpublished, in any genre (fiction, non-fiction, blogging, even those who just privately journal). I want to hear from writers of different ages, genders, experience, and backgrounds. Tell me your inspirations and goals, the reasons you write, and the obstacles and battles you face. (If you’d prefer a Q&A, I can send some questions to answer.)

Most posts are 600-1200 words in length, but that’s not set in stone. I’m drawn towards personal writing that digs beyond the superficial, but only write what you are comfortable sharing. Pseudonyms are welcome, too. 

I also need a photo, a concise bio, and a link to your website and publications.

If I publish your essay, I’ll send a $20 gift voucher from Booktopia (or Amazon if you’re overseas).

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