When I write something, I can't remember in the end if this is a memory or if it's not - I'm talking about fiction. So for me, it's the same thing.

My memory is basically visual: that's what I remember, rooms and landscapes. What I do not remember are what the people in these room were telling me. I never see letters or sentences when I write or read, but only the images they produce.

My Struggle' came from a place of questioning and feelings of inauthenticity and frustration, and almost all of that is gone.

When I wrote my fictional novels, they always had a starting point of something real. Those images that are not real are exactly the same strength and power of the real ones, and the line between them is completely blurred.

I was hoping I was going to get an ulcer. I was hoping to boost my research career by developing a bleeding ulcer.

I won an amateur night, October 8th, 1985. I went to work the next day and quit my job.

I work hard and try to combine a demanding career with motherhood.

My name was originally Da Baby Jesus, but I changed it like two years into my career because I didn't want to offend anyone; although I feel like my purpose in the game is related and still is, I didn't want my name to be a distraction from the music.