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Life of a Writer: The Busman’s Holiday
I’m going away for a few days with my daughter and her children. We’re going to a place where there’s no wi-fi. (I know. Amazing. They still exist.) I’m cramming this mini-vacation in between several busy weeks and another batch of busy weeks. All I really want to do while I’m gone is laze about and read books and knit.
I tell myself that, anyway.
But I’m taking my computer.
Because: writing.
I’m nearing the halfway point of my most recent novel and I was stalled for a few days but now I’m back at it. I don’t want to lose my momentum. I can’t bear the thought of leaving my computer behind, without access to my story files.
And yet, it would be good for me to take a break from it for a bit. Get some perspective. Right?
Still, I don’t ever seem to be able to do that. Unless I go away for a day trip, I always take my computer. And every vacation is a busman’s holiday.
(According to the urban dictionary, a busman’s holiday is when you go on vacation and do pretty much the same thing you did at home. The term comes from the late 1800s and refers to a bus driver taking a bus journey for his vacation.)
Because when you’re a writer, everything relates back to your writing. Everything is fodder for your…
