This month, I was traveling. Seeing beautiful things. Taking photos. Eating clotted cream on buttered buns and listening to conversations.
The traveling brain is similar to the writing brain. When you're abroad, everything is worthy of being noticed, considered, even scribbled in a notebook. In my normal life I'm locked in a herd of commuters, too weary to pay much attention to my fellow sheep. But travel-brain has convinced me I should do so; especially in writing. Regardless of where your character lives - in a haunted castle or a small suburban town - there are some details there that deserve, and even require, description. Keep your eyes open. And enjoy all the clotted cream that life has to offer.