Z.W. Taylor grew up in Texas where the stories are as big as the hair that seems to float around Dallas. Writing was always a hobby, and a good story was something she never stopped chasing. Together, she finds herself diving into world's that continually test the lengths of her imagination. When she is not writing, she's wondering why her coffee pot sounds like a boggart when it gurgles, debating on whether or not her cat is plotting against her, and constantly filling blank pages with many ideas for the future.