Why do you write?

Writing interests me as nothing else does. It keeps me more or less sane until lunchtime.

Are you a vivid dreamer?

My dreams desert me at first light, and I struggle to recall them. A trivial event during the day may bring them back. They are obedient to rules I don’t understand.

Where are you happiest?

Happiness, as inspiration, refuses to be coerced and is always a welcome surprise wherever I am.