When on my own, I am rarely bored.
I do not find solitude boring. I am happy to walk in the woods, enjoy nature, and think about whatever pops into my mind. Or, in many places, read a book. Books save me from boredom during many of my non-working, non-sleeping, and non-doing-what-has-to-be-done hours. One is essential equipment for planes, trains, and waiting rooms. Of course, I have had boring situations imposed upon me, when I have not had a book or it would have been impolite to open one. I do watch television, but very selectively. I can live without it, so a power failure would be catastrophic only to items in the refrigerator and freezer. Of course, a winter loss of power might be unpleasant, but food would not spoil.
I can share some of the sentiments in the following piece, but would prepare for and, perhaps, even welcome periods of enforced boredom. I would not be.
Prior to writing novels, the author enjoyed a multifaceted career: from decorated combat aviator to advertising professional to global communications director of a major consumer brand. He has traveled the world and met sports, film and television stars, political leaders, and royalty. He graduated from Middlebury College, is married, lives in Germany, and has two grown children.