Still, That's The Point Of Love; You

I Had No Plans To Be A Writer. My Teenaged Bid For Stardom Was To Be A Pop Star... Which, Ahem, Didn't Exactly Work Out.

I'd Probably Still Be A Financial Journalist Now If It Weren't For Writing Novels. Mmm. Fun! I'm Much Happier Writing Novels!

I Can't Cook. I Don't Have The Right Brain For It, Somehow. I Can't Walk Into A Room And Tidy It Up. I Get Distracted. I Pick Up One Thing And I Start Looking At It. And My Cooking Is Truly Heinous.

Women Need Chocolate. It's A Scientific Fact.

For Years Now I've Kind Of Operated Under An Informal Shopping Cycle. A Bit Like A Farmer's Crop Rotation System. Except, Instead Of Wheat, Maize, Barley, And Fallow, Mine Pretty Much Goes Clothes, Makeup Shoes, And Clothes (i Don't Bother With Fallow). Shopping Is Actually Very Similar To Farming A Field. You Can't Keep Buying The Same Thing, You Have To Have A Bit Of Variety. Otherwise You Get Bored And Stop Enjoying Yourself.