There's a soft chair in my house. It sits beneath a window that frames the moon and drifting clouds.
Sometimes, when the house is quiet and my husband's asleep, I slip out of bed and go curl up there. I promise myself I'll only read a chapter or two. But I love a good mystery, adore gothic suspense, crave tales of love and adventure. Add in a dash of fantasy, a hint of the supernatural, or a drizzle of romance, and I may be up all night.
So, if that's what I read, what do I write? Well, let's hope - novels with the power to keep you up at night.