In an ideal world, my writing space would be in a room overlooking craggy cliffs.
The floor to ceiling windows would open out to the sea, where I’d watch the ever-changing weather roll in and the waves crash against the rocks. I’d be inspired by the power of nature, the wild and moody weather.
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Unfortunately named “Suicide Cliffs” in Okinawa