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.