Goodness gracious me. When you work flat out on your writing for a significant period of time, or just work flat out in general, how easy it is to forget about the benefits of taking a break.
That’s what I did last week. I went to France and lived in a windmill for seven whole days. It was bliss.
It was fantastic partly because hey, I was staying in a windmill in France, but also because I decided to leave all technology behind. The only thing I took was my phone, which was used exclusively for music and the occasional game of Scrabble.