As I sit in my small office in a suburb of Melbourne, I think back to my nine days of solitary writing time at Lorne. While I was there, I could feel the space inside my head expanding with each day until, in the end it was as if I had a huge head like one of the aliens from the movie ‘Close Encounters of the Third Kind’. Without the interruptions and distractions of daily life, my thoughts were given their freedom to fly. I wonder what would have happened if I had stayed there for six months. Would I have ended up being pure mind?