Well. Hm. Difficult to choose. I'm only really thinking about my Stargate ones, mainly because I wrote them all much more recently, and I think the writing is better. I think I'll go for... Out Go The Lights. Because I just... I just like it best. It has enough angst to make the happy ending all the sweeter. And because my intention was to try to describe kissing, without skimming over it with euphemisms, or fading to black (my usual get-out), and I felt that I accomplished that, without it reading too much like a set of technical instructions (Insert Tongue A Into Mouth B).

The one I re-read most is Pirating 101, though. It makes me laugh. I was very proud of my comic timing in that.

2- If you could have lunch with any person, living or dead, who would it be and why?

Ooh. Difficult to decide. See, obviously I adore Richard Dean Anderson, for example – but I think actually meeting the guy would be hideously embarrassing. I'm sure he's really funny, really great when amongst friends, family, etc - but to have lunch with, as a total stranger? Too weird. I would be having flashbacks to every porny Jack O'Neill fic I've ever read, and I wouldn't be able to speak. Ditto anyone I've had a crush on – too, too horribly awkward. So I either have to choose someone I find interesting, or someone who I think would be fun to have lunch with - Bill Bailey, for instance, would be fun, I think. Or Stephen Fry, maybe. Margaret Atwood (I'd love to ask her advice about writing). Diana Wynne Jones (I worship her). Simon Schama (because his History of Britain fascinated me, and his History of Art even more so). There's hundreds.

I think I'm going to go with Johnny Depp. Because, despite thinking he's gorgeous, I think I could contain myself – I've not really fangirled him especially, and I once read his introduction to a Tim Burton book, where he describes meeting Tim for the first time, in a café, and just sitting and chatting for ages and ages, just connecting, talking about things they loved, things they wanted to do, their thoughts on the world... I thought it sounded like heaven. So. Johnny Depp.

He could invite Tim Burton, too, if he liked.

3- If money and education were not a factor, what would be your dream career?

Writer, no question. Books, scripts, whatever. Because I've wanted to be a writer as long as I can remember (with a brief lapse when I was seven, when I wanted to be a hairdresser). I love, love, love the idea of just spending all my days doing this – I can't imagine something I'd like more. Although, admittedly, when I've had time off to just write, I normally stare blankly at a screen, going "omigod, I can't think of a thing." So perhaps I should be a forest warden (also – in an idealised, not-necessarily-based-on-reality way – a dream job to me) by day, and a writer by night. In my forest cabin. I get good ideas when I'm walking in the woods, too.

4- What were some of your favorite subjects in school?

English language, English literature... Also Art. I loved Art – possibly because we had the sweetest, nicest teacher. She took her A'level (that's classes at age 16-17, for non-Brits) class to her house in Wales, to sketch the slate beaches and the stormy skies. Our English teacher was also wonderful – I'm naturally inclined to love English anyhow, but the teacher I specifically associate with that was just a wonderful woman, really encouraging, really intelligent, challenging, thoughtful... Teachers make all the difference. I would have loved History class (I do still love history), for instance, but the teachers we had were all so very boooooring. English lit. was always my first love, though.

5- What is it that you love about Sam and Jack?

The way he looks at her when he's made a funny, and she ducks her head but can't stop the grin. It makes me squeeful. And the way they're so light together, but with deep, dark undercurrents that they hide. And the whole forbidden love thing; can't beat that. And they just look so comfortable together, as friends – but when it's something personal, suddenly they go all awkward and inarticulate. And they work together beautifully as officers – they absolutely trust each other – they don't hesitate because she's a girl, or he's not as bright. And because they kiss, on average, once every two years (five times in ten seasons) – and that's if you include alternate realities, time loops, and the purely imaginary. It's like torture. I'm such a masochist. And the looks. Always with the looks. The looks they give each other that have nothing to do with the plot. *sigh*