My earliest childhood memory is being in kindergarten or first grade and hiding behind a plastic crate in the hallway reading a book while my mother called me to dinner; I wasn't ready to put the book down and I thought she couldn't see me. I have always been fascinated with stories of all kinds and writing since my earliest memories. I kept hand written journals going back to before I was a teenager (many of which I still have hidden away).

I didn't go to college to be a writer, I tried to be more pragmatic and I spent over a decade trying really hard to pretend that writing wasn't my passion. I finally gave in and let the creative little voice in my head start getting a say and suddenly I had my first ever manuscript. It was terrible and I am still in need of editing it to get it ready for alpha reading. I also started a second manuscript because that creative voice spent so long cooped up that it came out swinging with ideas that needed to be set free and written.

I started this page as a place to collect my thoughts between those creative bursts. I stopped journal writing about ten years ago, but even while my life is mundane, my thoughts need some release. Not coincidentally, I met my husband nearly ten years ago now during my senior year of business school. I fell hard and fast and he has been my champion since the day I met him. I cheered him into his dream career and he encouraged me to chase after my creative voice in return.

When not reading or writing, my other interests are playing with my adorable toddler, video games and relaxing with my family.