My teaching gig ended in May, and in June, I packed up and moved several hundred miles up the East Coast. More dramatically, I moved from bustling suburban sprawl (and a townhouse whose tiny yard was little bigger than the back deck) to five beautiful acres on the outskirts of a small New England town.
Nothing like a wholesale lifestyle change to knock you out of your routine.
My life now involves less time stuck in traffic (I still have my day job, but I do it all remotely) and more time to enjoy nature and simply slow down. Will the change be good for my writing life? There are two schools of thought on that.