It always makes my tummy feel funny to write about unsettling characters. This came about as an accident. I’m naturally a soft-hearted, quiet woman. I enjoy lazy afternoons, gardening, sowing, and fixing dinner for my husband. My days are often pretty care-free. And then I go to write my new WIP, and my characters turn out to have serious problems. Ah, it’s interesting to research characteristics unlike mine, but it does wear out a girl.

Does it ever take an extra push from the “big-publication-picture” to keep you going?