String of warm white hanging light bulbs in a dark setting, creating a cozy atmosphere.

Stories for the beautifully human.

I write contemporary fiction about imperfect people navigating love, loss, friendship, identity, and the complicated space between who we were and who we're becoming.

Sometimes we follow the stars. Sometimes we find ourselves under a different sky. But the stories that stay with us are usually the ones that remind us we're not the only ones still figuring it out.