I write where I live which is the flight path connecting New York, Hong Kong and the South Island of New Zealand. Right now the main nest is a rooftop squat in Hong Kong, my birth city, which is also where my mother at 90 ages gracefully, despite her Alzheimer's, beneath me. I have no offspring to ensure such grace so instead I write, and trust that my books will be the children who will go forth and find me readers to provide solace as I age. Most of my work is fiction -- the novel remains my favorite genre -- although of late the essay is a primary preoccupation. You can meditate, despair and gnash your teeth in an essay the way you can't quite in fiction. Mostly I write about contemporary trans-national life, because I have long felt (and lived) beyond race, nationality, culture, city, country. I liken my life to that of the cuckoo, settling here, there and just about anywhere I can find a temporary angle of repose until the next dream state moves me -- asleep or awake how can we limit where and when we dream? The music that haunts my dreams is jazz. Find me on Facebook or at my website www.xuxiwriter.com.