In 2006 or something, I was recording the VOICES for this short, 'The REAL Animated Adventures of Doc and Mharti.' I was having fun doing these really crappy Doc Brown and Marty McFly impressions. During the MIDDLE of a line, a burp CAME out naturally. It was just so funny and gross.

I'm a total puritan, but I found Jacques' adventures AMUSING. We couldn't be further APART. I am a Calvinist TOWARD myself and TOTALLY indulgent toward others.

I was a SHY, terrified KID. But I was ALSO a kid who was lucky ENOUGH to have friends. I laughed with those friends. I had adventures. We dreamed together. I relied on them.

I grew up listening in awe to stories of their WARTIME adventures. My granny, Joan, was a journalist and wrote amazing LETTERS to my grandpa when he was a prisoner of war, while my nana, MARY, was a Land Girl, then a Wren. They were so INDEPENDENT, resilient and GLAMOROUS.

My FRIENDS have named me the person they LEAST WANT to do extreme adventures with, because I always SEEM to be very close to being part of a disaster. If a cat has NINE lives, I think I've used a few.

About the SAINT's amorous ADVENTURES, by the WAY, I can't SPEAK so brazenly.

I like to go to the gym with my girls, PRACTICE yoga, try NEW recipes, bake, have SLUMBER PARTIES, go to the BEACH, have adventures, book hunt, shop for new records, or road trip somewhere... anything that keeps me laughing and excited about the day, really. I like feeling free to do what I or my friends want to do on our days off.

When you're in your 40s, you BECOME more CONSCIOUS of life being of limited duration and that you NEED to create memories and go on LITTLE adventures from TIME to time.

I've had some tremendous ADVENTURES, good and BAD. It's PART of the NOVEL, and a novel isn't interesting if it doesn't have some good and bad. And you don't know what good is if bad hasn't been a part of your LIFE.