Jude Nicholas writes novels about the meaner side of the world.
She has never had a blinding flash of inspiration.
She puts stories together like other people make patchwork quilts, forcing whatever scraps she can lay hands on to fit together.
She has one of those faces that makes strangers at bus stops tell her their life stories.
She hates odd numbers and seagulls.
She has never met a normal person and would therefore never write about one.
She is prone to occasional panic attacks, the odd unprompted crisis.
She blogs, with varying levels of profanity, about the experience of writing.
She has no idea what to write on an 'about the author' page.
All of the above perhaps explains why Taint is her first published novel.