A friend of mine once said to me that if your neighbour saw you walk out to your letterbox eight times a day to check for mail…well, maybe they’d consider calling a doctor. But for the writer or any artist, a looming application decision can lead you down this potentially agitating and unconcentrated path. At my first overseas residency in late 2008, I took no computer. I wrote in notebooks and used the house computer by the dining room. No mobile phone. No Ipod. At the second residency in late 2009, I did take a computer. I did have an Ipod. I borrowed somebody’s mobile a couple of times. Now at my third residency this week I’ve got it all: a mobile handy, Wi-Fi anytime I need it, the same Ipod (classified as a great retro Ipod the last time I was in Sydney admittedly)…so inevitably more distraction than before. And I wasn’t on Facebook back then either. All of this may have made me more efficient but I do wonder if it’s making me more imaginative. Yesterday felt extremely strong dealing with the ‘business’ of writing. That has its own satisfactions but one must remember to keep the creative ball rolling. The late Sydney poet, John Forbes, once wrote: ‘If you take care of the art/your sister, life, takes care of the human part…’ Sadly for John who died in his late 40s, that second wise line was not to hold true…but they are two lines I won’t ever forget and I have to keep remembering them.