My novels are often about people who are in love or attracted to each other.
I have to start my real life soon, before I die of boredom and frustration.
When it's mutual, a man and a woman know, instinctively, wordlessly. They may do nothing about it, but the knowledge of that shared desire is out there in the world - as obvious as neon, saying: I want you, I want you, I want you.
There's a sense in all my novels that nothing is certain.
We all possess, like it or not, the people we know, and are possessed by them in turn.
When you experience bereavement at a youngish age, you suddenly realise that life is unjust and unfair, that bad things will happen, and you have to take that on board.