How My Children Became the Architects of Zzzodd, the Original Dreamers

Zzzodd didn’t begin as a novel. It didn’t begin as a game. It didn’t even begin as a world. It began as open-ended play: a way to keep my kids entertained, connected, and emotionally grounded during a time when the world outside our home felt frighteningly uncertain. I didn’t know it then, but the stories we told on the living‑room floor were laying the foundation for something far bigger. Something mythic. Something alive, and at the center of it all were my children, the original Dreamers.