The Uber 1% follows the absurd lives of the wealthy and status-obsessed as you turn country-club gossip, social punishment, affairs, and vanity into a sharp satirical portrait of privilege without self-awareness. What first drew you to the “Uber Rich” as a subject for satire?

Basically my up-close association with and observations of the Uber and Filthy Rich. For years, I laughed at, made note of, and in some cases endured their vagaries, vanities, infidelities, absurdities, and tribulations which seemed the “stuff” ripe for satire.

Centerport feels like a recurring stage for these stories. What does that setting represent to you?

Uber life on the Connecticut shoreline.

How do you balance exaggeration with emotional truth when writing characters this vain, privileged, or ridiculous?

I’m not sure that I do or that I really make a conscious effort to distinguish the two.

Were any characters especially fun or especially difficult to write?

Frankly, they were all fun. Maybe because I knew them so well, in many cases, they just wrote themselves.