I've lived in New York for 40 years. I came right after college.
I have a great office.
I've killed hundreds of teenagers. Hundreds. And I didn't know why. Why did I enjoy doing it so much? Why? And then I realized - I had a teenager at home!
I've had a very sheltered life. What can happen to you if you stay home writing all day?
Everything that has happened to me has been amazing and surprising.
I've never dreamed of a story idea. I have such boring dreams.