My writing room: The place where little words create big worlds

Engulfed in a very large artificial tree and framed by a large window is my dining room table. Made of marble and heavier than a house it’s my favourite place to sit and write (when I’m at home).

In the summer I bask in the rays of the sun and in the winter my fairy lights sparkle. There’s always a little bunny circling my ankles and a hot cup of tea / coffee or large glass of red is never far away.

When I’m not at home I scour coffee shops for tucked away cubby holes which are close to a plug. Order a large Mocha and people watch until my fingers begin to form stories on the screen.


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