I like to get hard boiled sweets. Candy to you Americans. Problem is, I can’t keep track of how many I’ve eaten. I also discovered that I hum while writing. It doesn’t bother me, but it does my husband.

When I wrote my horror screenplay, it included a lot of horrid research and it made me depressed. I made a point of doing lots of fun activities and hobbies in my down time, and avoided the need, as that just made things worse.

I appreciated the quick welcome :)

Yes. So often. And then I get imposter syndrome because I think ‘how can I ever do that again? That was a fluke’