Sharon grew up in a haunted house in the sleepy wilds of Ballard in Washington, where front lawns seemed grander, roads wider, dad’s hands larger, and everyone was a friend or at least a potential audience member. Sharon spent her time daydreaming, making up stories to share with the neighborhood kids. As for the ghost—a less creative person might chalk it up to older house issues and an off-the-charts imagination…
Where did you grow up, and how did this influence your writing?
My bio says that I grew up in the sleepy wilds of Ballard, Washington in a haunted house. That's true, though our ghost may have been due to old hinges and the peculiarities of an old home. The front door would open by itself from time to time, and my dad would laugh and say, "Oh, our friendly ghost is back!"
My father is a big influence in my life. He and I would watch the old horror movies together, then The Twilight Zone and the X-Files. We always found something to watch that was a bit macabre.
Describe your desk
I can describe my desk in two words: public chaos. Yes, you heard me. I used to have a beautiful office, with a giant wall calendar that I painted myself, high desk so I could sit or stand - depending on how I felt... and then my son moved back from his first year at university. Now my desk is a round table tucked in a corner of my living room. I wouldn't recommend it. No, really, I wouldn't.