I was pregnant with my daughter when I started writing my first thriller, so I guess you could blame hormones.
My daughter has a vivid imagination, and so does my son.
My daughter's first sentence was, 'Dada no hair.' And I was, like, 'No Jasmine, Dada does have hair, Dada just shaves his head.'
I knew 'Mars Needs Moms! ' would be a movie seconds after the title came to mind. Similarly, I also knew that my daughter would be calling me a dork as a default term of endearment eventually.
