The Laws of Water

Author's note #we'redoingthis

Seriously? OMG gurlll. You get a brownie point for even opening this, I never read author's notes.

So let's go full blown cliché here... Ever since I was a child......... *zzzZZ* Okay, okay wait. Bear with me, I have a point, I swear!!

Even as a very small version of myself, I always had this idea that things which happened underwater are not bound by law, that in the eyes of society there was an unspoken agreement that they never really happened.

I was SURE this was a thing.

It was somehow justified in my mind to do just about anything under the surface of the ocean, or a bathtub (if your bathtub is big enough) without any consequences.

[no discrimination against pools, lakes and rivers, I just like the ocean better. And bathtubs. Love those.]

Maybe this concept was how five-year old Violet explained to herself why it's okay to pee in a pool... or maybe it was a dream I had at night that merged with reality. Boh. Couldn't tellya.

One way or another, this idea became something I was positive was a thing.

As a fully matured adult, which I now am; I am a grown, independent, strong woman and I don't need no man! (Sorry, my feminism just interjected itself, it does that sometimes. Shhh... It's okay. Back to sleep.)

As I was saying, when I recently told another friend about this concept, it came to my attention that it was not, in fact, a thing. Because she said, and I quote: "Umm, this is not a thang."

That's when I reazlied I'm all alone in this world I've created. Lemme tell you though, there is A WHOLE LOT I got planned if that ever does become a thing. Which it won't, but a girl can dream. Yum.

Hence, why I decided to bestow upon all you suckers the endless conundrums I've been juggling in me little head for the past two decades.

The Laws of Water is a story I conjured up to include every little angle of this idea that's been enticing, fascinating and bothering me about this hypothetical law.

The content of this book is truly something I have been thinking about my whole life and it means a lot to me that you're still reading this. Like actually, thanks for existing. You're the reason people who are lonely and spend their days on the internet don't commit suicide. Not me, I'll kill you eight times before I kill myself, but you get what I mean.

[I'm not even joking, some of the deepest relationships I've ever had were not even IRL. You can change someone's life with your thumbs these days.]

My mama says I'm a "morbid weirdo" and I take a lot of pride in that. I hope you enjoy this little corner of my universe, the Easter eggs, the jokes and the sick plot twists I shall leave behind.

So, to conclude this endless ramble: I am really happy to be able to share this story and I thank you for taking the time to read it.

I really hope I'll finish this book because I am so very entirely passionate about this story and I'm dying to tell you how it all ends.

I upload randomly. Sorry. Deal.

Wish me luck.
Stay hydrated.
Love ya.

XX
Violet