1/ Uses every excuse going not to sit down and write, from cat cuddles to Googling to ‘I’ll just make another cup of coffee first’, but then when I do start writing, sometimes get so caught up I forget to stop for dinner.
2/ Has characters living and breathing in my head before I can commit them to paper. Sometimes I will hang out with these people for months beforehand. Their name has to be right, I have to be familiar with their look and mannerisms, know their history and what makes them tick.
3/ Likes to people watch.
4/ Gets irrationally mad if someone disturbs me when I’m in the zone.
‘Do you want a cup of tea, Keri?’
5/ Has such an overactive imagination I suspect everyone of everything. My neighbours are doing a bit of DIY: Well actually they might be having a fight with a chainsaw. The guy in the white van: He’s a serial killer on the lookout for a new victim. The posh guy at work: He keeps his mother’s corpse in the attic and has a fridge full of eyeballs and brains. Seriously, when my cat went missing, I managed to convince myself that a giant eagle had swooped down out of the sky and grabbed her from the garden.
6/ Obsessively watches my Amazon rankings. When they are good, so is my mood. When they slip, I get a full on black cloud over my head.
7/ Sometimes writes drunk.
8/ Test reads bits of the book to my pets.
9/ Lies in bed at night having whole conversations between my characters in my head, which I then have to try and commit to memory or get up and write down.
10/ Gets over excited every time someone says something nice about my book.