Family isn’t always blood. That’s something I’ve learned in my own life. Sometimes the people who become our family are the ones we find along the way. They’re the friends who show up, the people who stay, and the ones who make us feel like we’ve finally found where we belong. I think that’s why…
There are stories I’m writing. There are stories I’m planning to write. And then there are the stories quietly living in the back of my brain, taking up space and apparently making themselves comfortable until I finally pay attention to them. Those might be my favorite kind. Because for me, a story rarely begins when…
Sometimes people ask where a story begins. Was it a character? A single line? A plot twist? For me… more often than not it’s a song. The more I think about it, the more that makes perfect sense. Long before I became an author, I was a theater girl. I grew up loving Broadway soundtracks,…
A coffee shop, a notebook, and a few new story worlds. I have a list. Not a serious list. Not a productivity list. A coffee shop list. Whenever I hear about a cozy café, a local coffee shop, or a place that looks like it belongs inside a story, I add it to the…