I am full of experiences which may creep into my writing.  My latest book AMA has a part that probably came from an experience I had with ants.

Now I have never really liked ants, probably because they come in armies, and arrive at inappropriate places like your cat’s food, smothering your roses, and any other annoying places.  They also can bite, which I’ve experienced in Florida.  They are those little red ones that bite.  However, they were nothing compared to ones that I met on a rockhound field trip.  I had left my backback which held my tools on the ground while I searched the area for some minerals.  This area was out in the middle of the desert near Bakersfield, CA.  I went with two friends.  I returned from the spot where we were digging to get some tools.  I picked up my backpack and it was like a swarm of humongous ants – out of a sci-fi movie – suddenly were running up my arm and over my body and inside my overhalls!  They were big – about 1 ½”!  AND THEY WERE BITING!  I screamed and my friends came running to help.  I stripped out of my clothes, but they were hanging onto my skin!  It hurt like hell.  With the help of my friend we either killed them or scared them off.  I was left with welts all over me from the bites.  The scariest part was when I couldn’t brush this monster ant off me because he had a hold on me.  It was awful.  Thus, ants will always be villains in my stories.