An antique secretary desk found at a second-hand store years ago. On the shelves, journals are placed, each holding the ideas of the series. On the top of the desk, hand-made wire trees are lined up which symbolize events in my books along with the many jars of paper origami stars, cranes, roses and hearts that Michael folds throughout the series.

I lived in a boring little town with not much to do. So I wrote. A little escape from reality does everyone good!

When I was in grade school I wrote my first 'book' which I bound and still have. Then in high school I wrote another five and bound them together. I had my mom draw a book cover for me. In University, I studied Chemistry which didn't allow much time to write so I wrote a very short skeletal form of a book. Then when I had a lung surgery when I was 34, I had eight months to write. Since I was 34, I have written six books, on my seventh now.

The story I am working on now is the seventh in the series and involves death, powers, parallel dimensions and confusion. Loss. It's going to my favourite, I think. I love the stranger.

Friends who had read my stories were my main motivators. I had never planned to self-publish but then I thought, why not?

It's been only a few days. We will see. Cross you fingers.

The thrill of my imagination getting down on paper for others to love. I love the feeling I get when I find a great idea!

Everything. Without them, I wouldn't know if the books were truly as good as I thought.

Book seven will be completed by Spring. And then I have a little side book that I'm writing through the eyes of Henry.

Dean Koontz