The Novel
Project Witch City
There are no witches in this book. Just like there weren't then.
If you're craving upmarket historical fiction with a twist of forgotten women, real power with no name for it, and a town that's never stopped profiting from its own tragedy...
This is for you.
The Story
WITCH CITY follows two women in Salem, centuries apart, bound by something neither can explain. One believes proximity to power will save her. The other sells a town's tragedy for a living, without yet knowing what it will cost her to actually live inside it.
The Status
Currently drafting, with a targeted completion of early 2027. Right now, I'm deep in it—trying to get two women who will never meet to still feel like they're having the same conversation. Some days that means restructuring a chapter. Some days it just means asking myself, again, why this story picked me and not the other way around.
WITCH CITY isn't available to request yet, but I’d love for you to follow along as it's written.
The Writer
I write through the lens of a woman who spent years trained to notice who gets left out of the record — and who understands, from the inside, what it costs to keep waiting for "someday" that never comes.
I refuse to look away from what grief and power do to women, even as I find real tenderness in what history left buried. I'm not interested in writing women who are only ever likeable—I want to write women who are allowed to be calculating and cold, the way we've only ever let men be.
I didn't set out to write about witches. I set out to write about a place that's built an entire identity around what happened here—and the women who are still paying for it, then and now, in ways nobody bothers to notice.
if you like:
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CIRCE
The morally complex woman in
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The Midnight Library
The grief that reshapes how you see the world in
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Hamnet
The real woman history left out, finally telling it herself
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Practical Magic
The quiet magic hiding in an ordinary life in
Why this book, now?
Because we're finally asking who profits when real tragedy becomes content–and whose stories get flattened along the way.
This book puts real women back at the center of a history that's been telling their story without them for three hundred years, and refuses to make them easy to root for while it does it.
“I was from a long line of actresses, as all women are trained to be. The kitchen was our stage. The sleeping chambers our dressing room.”
-Witch City
