When you move a border, suddenly life changes violently. I write about nationality.
I have a very serious censorship office inside my head; it censors things that I could tell you that you would never forget, and I don't want to be the person to stick that in your brain.
Spy novels are traditionally about lone wolves, but how many people actually live like that?
Venice has always fascinated me. Every country in Europe then was run by kings and the Vatican except Venice, which was basically run by councils. I've always wondered why.
If you can live in Paris, maybe you should.