Happy Hearts Day




I got my traditional Valentine’s heart. I don’t know how many more of these I can possibly fit in my house but I am happy to find out.

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While I’m Snowed In


As I look forward to the publication of my first novel, it’s fun to look back on the journey that brought me here. I’ve been writing stories for as long as I can remember. My dad used to bring home small pads of blank paper from his office when I was in first grade, and I would write and illustrate my own little “books”.

I won some writing contests in elementary and middle school, took creative writing courses while at college, and continued taking evening classes once I was working full time in Boston through the Harvard Extension program. My career took a different path; this was all just for my own enjoyment and fun.

Personally, I’m always drawn to the most human elements in any story. My writing is extremely character driven, and most conflicts arise from within. I devoured the books of authors like Anne Tyler and Anita Shreve, with their lyrical style of prose, and how they deeply explore interpersonal relationships to reveal the heart of the story in layered nuances. This is what I aspire to every time I pick up my pen.

If you love to write, you know you can find inspiration pretty much anywhere. A friend might share a personal anecdote or observation, and in my head an entire multi-chapter story arc would instantly evolve around it. Since I delight in all things pop culture, I also found it would happen while watching television shows or movies. If I got invested in the characters on screen, I wanted to finish out their stories or fill in the missing scenes. At the time, I didn’t even realize there was such a thing as “fan fiction”. (But that’s a story for another day.)

Had To Be You on Goodreads


My first published novel, Had To Be You, is now up on Goodreads. It’s scheduled for a summer release, and this is the first kind of official evidence that it’s all really happening. (And not just something I perhaps dreamed up.)