My favorite part of writing is world-building so I thought I’d share a little slice of my world.

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In a faraway land on the bottom of the map, eucalyptus floats on the breeze, and four seasons roll by in a day. There are lawmakers in her city but ZLW has rules of her own. Write daily, dream often, and enjoy hot sauce with every meal. 

North of the river is a district covered in graffiti and bikes. Nestled in a cosy cafe ZLW sips a magical brown liquid. A quick breath. She channels her powers from purple chipped nails. Some days she strums the keys and turns blank pages into tall tales. Other times (even with several cups of magic) the black cursor blinks mockingly and no powers rise. 

Home is four rooms filled with light, half-dead plants, and treasured trinkets. A warm scent of woodsy candles and peanut butter toast. Spiders sneak into her scuffed Converse and birds scream at 5am. Books are well-loved here. Read and re-read with dog-ear corners and highlighted passages.

She hopes her books will sit on these shelves one day. 

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