If I could write from anywhere, it would be from a room at the top of a turret or spire where I had a 360 view of a lush, green world around me. The view would include lakes, a river feeding them, mountains, desert, farmland, and so on. It would all be very romantic. And it would be my place alone. No children underfoot. No one outside of myself to care for.

I would be able to smell the rich scents of earth and humanity. I would be able to witness love, life and death. I would have my writing tools with me: pen and paper or scroll, quill and ink. You see, I love the timelessness of fantasy. I love the breadth of a world created completely of the mind. I love clean air and calm water. Trees with tire swings. Animals, fire, sand. You get the idea.

In short, welcome to the highest rise of the castle of my imagination. I hope you enjoy the view.