Gosh, that's going back a bit. I believe I was 8 when I first started writing. OK it was only writing a journal but years after that I looked back on a few of them and was suitably impressed. I could never really write at secondary school, they wanted different creative writing to what I wanted to write. I found it difficult to conform to the mundane story lines that met with their approval. Or maybe I was just bad at it.

Ha, how about getting fed up with rejection after rejection from the mainstream publishing world? "We love your style, but...", "It's not quite what we're looking for." Or the classic "Give us £2300 up front and we'll publish your book for you." I burst out laughing, they might as well have asked for millions.

There are several things floating around in my head all the time. Modified Book 2 is coming along. There are at least two more standalone Amy J Hamilton books partially written, or in need of a rewrite before I inflict them on you, sorry, publish them. There may also be one in my real name at some point. So many ideas...so little time...

I may write erotica but I grew up reading horror. As a teenager it was fine to buy books about nasty things happening to people but for some reason erotica had an over 18 rating. Never did understand that. People being maimed and murdered-no problem, bought loads of those, but buying books that contained two consenting adults having sex-Oooh no you can't read that. Probably my favourite author is James Herbert, but then there's also Terry Pratchett and Agatha Christie, oh and Douglas Adams. I also loved The Martian by Andy Weir, and the Harry Potter books and now the Robert Galbraith books.

I don't actually have a choice on that-I have two kids that need to be launched out of the house to school every morning.

I run a tiny weight loss business a few days a week. It keeps me in coffee. I bake for the kids, I like cooking. I also like walking and playing with the bearded dragon. I do a bit of cross stitch providing I've got an immense light on and probably need to invest in the world's biggest magnifying glass. Why do things start deteriorating so quickly in your 40s?

I do. Oh you want me to tell you. Oh OK. It was when I was at primary school. It was also the first time I realised I had a problem naming characters. My two characters were robots. I called them Robot A and Robot B. Such an imagination even back then. No idea what the story was about. I just remember having to stand on the stage and read it out to people, which I did amazingly well, even if I do say so myself!

Well, you see, I do this thing...I really don't have one. I sit down and tap the keyboard and these words appear on the screen. Some of them even make sense. I wish I was one of these writers that knew exactly how something was going to finish, but I don't. It's as big a surprise to me as it is for someone reading it. When I was at school we were made to plan a story. I tried. Failed. In the end I left a gap, wrote the story and then wrote the plan at the beginning of the story when I'd finished it. Shhhhh.

iPhone. Currently I've got an iPhone 7+. I'm not quite at the stage of needing the text size so big that it's one word per page.

My desk is currently wearing black jeans, purple socks and fluffy purple slippers. The feet inside the slippers are cold. The jeans and indeed the being inside the jeans are sitting on the sofa with the laptop on top of the jeans. There is a desk but I don't write at it. During the day the sun obscures the screen and at night the corner of the room is too dark. #NeverHappy.

I grew up inside my own imagination. It gave me an interesting outlook on life. Physically, I haven't moved far. I grew up SE of London, in the suburbs. Still there. Oh which leads me to a confession-I write Sci Fi, stories set in worlds that don't exist and stories set in the future. I know someone said "write what you know" but I'm afraid apart from the bit where I live in my own little world, I've never actually left this planet or been to the future. Sorry!