There’s a lot I enjoy about writing. I enjoy the characters I write (usually). I like the adventures they go on and the things they do. But I often enjoy the worlds. Whether it’s some far-off alien planet, some magical time far removed from the modern day, or just a neighborhood with a really great bakery, the worlds are often delightful.
People write for a lot of reasons. There’s self-exploration and conceptual exploration. There’s social commentary and sheer entertainment. But sometimes, you write just because you want to go to a place. They say ‘write what you know’ and, well, sometimes, what you know is that 1950s-style diners can be fun places to hang out.