In Kindergarten I remember overhearing a conversation between my mom and teacher. “She daydreams too much, it’s like she’s somewhere else.” I was. I was through a looking glass and over the rainbow and on a magic carpet. Now, I’m a lifelong reader, wonderer, and wanderer; a bibliophile with serious case of wanderlust.

The signs were always there.

I’m a mom of two humans and one canine, wife to the tall basketball-playing chemistry nerd from high school, and a Southerner in New England. A recovering academic, I’m a sociologist by training and work in clinical research.

In 2024, I decided to stop waiting for perfect timing. To pursue the things I kept circling back to— stories, travel, and the life I wanted to build instead of just imagining.

Around the same time, an idea for a novel arrived and refused to leave me alone. What began as a passing thought slowly became pages, then chapters, then a story I couldn’t stop following. I’m currently drafting a speculative novel inspired by layered histories, forgotten women, folklore, and the strange ways the past lingers in the present.