Where are you now and what can you see?
Not to brag – I say “not to brag” here in the same way people say “I’m not being a bitch” before saying something intensely bitchy – but just before Christmas I put up an Instagram story asking whether anyone had a month’s-long space for me to sit and write like a Brontë so I’ve been living in my mate’s house in Lisbon. Just sitting and typing and feeling sickeningly smug.
What are you currently reading?
Masses of pulpy beach thrillers at the moment. I’m burning through them. All the sun and sea and suspicion helps get me over the never-ending eventless winter. I was bingeing an audiobook about scammers in southern France and got too scared to pay my tax (don’t worry, I finished the book and directed the debit accordingly).
Who is your favourite author and why do you admire them?
I wish I had a cooler answer than Donna Tartt, but it’s Donna Tartt. I wish she’d do a beach thriller.
Describe the room where you usually write…
I have a little writing hideaway high above Soho. It’s the perfect location to make me feel like a prince on sabbatical from palace life. I live off Bar Italia espressos and Quo Vadis omelettes like a prince who’s about to get gout.
Which fictional character most resembles you?
I rarely see myself in books because I like tales of the rich elite being dastardly or girls with a lot of feelings.
Who is your hero from outside literature?
I know Jurassic Park is a book, but I’ve always been fond of John Hammond’s vegetarian hacker granddaughter Lex.
Raven Smith’s Men is out now in paperback (Fourth Estate, £9.99)