Consume a lot of good art to remind yourself why you’re doing this, and escape to your happy place to recharge, whatever that might mean for you.
It was exhilarating to treat creative writing like a full-time job, if only for one day, and it has borne a lot of juicy imagination fruits.
This book is groan-with-pleasure-out-loud. Like, you know when you take a bit of some fancy food and it's so delicious and surprising and rare that you actually cumgroan? I did that many, many times whilst reading The Passion.
Didn't even get drunk on NYE, because I wanted a whole morning of work on my novel. For an Australian, that's true commitment.
Something about Mont Saint-Michel played into all my teenage romanticism and tortured ex-Catholicism. It was an experience so vivid, beautiful, and unexpected that it was hard to fit it into my concept of reality at the time...
My true inspirations... revealed!