I’m so glad you’re here. Stories shape the way we see the world — and each of us craves different kinds of adventures. On this site, you’ll find the two genres I love to write in. Explore whichever speaks to you (or both!) and share in the comments what resonates with you.
Fiction that Lingers – Cozy Mystery and More
My love for cozy mysteries began with Nancy Drew and grew through Sue Grafton’s unforgettable alphabet series. I’ve devoured them all — some more than once. Lawrence Sanders’ Archy McNally and his witty sidekick Binky Watrous even inspired Edison, Ken Knoll’s well-meaning but sometimes irrational intern in my own stories. I also draw from outside of the cozy world, influenced by Emily Giffin’s relationship-driven style to weave heart into every mystery.
Beyond cozies, I’m drawn to stories that linger long after the last page. Relatable characters, everyday lives, but with a spark of the extraordinary: a twist, a once-in-a-lifetime moment, or an unexpected turn. If cozy mysteries delight you or if you savor fiction that leaves a lasting impression, explore my Fiction that Lingers page through the image below.
Essays & Ahas
Architect. Ballroom dancer. Nerd. I thrive on exploring life, love, and growth. I’m especially excited for those “aha!” moments when everything suddenly clicks into place, creating a fresh understanding. My essays dive into personal growth and discovery, celebrating the joy of uncovering new insights. If that’s your cup of tea, join me in Essays & Ahas by clicking the image below.
Happy Reading!
Fiction That Lingers
Essays & Ahas
A few of my favorite lines
“She’s dark and heavy-browed and has a mouth like unswept glass–when you least expect it she cuts you.” ~Junot Diaz, from the short story collection This is How You Lose Her
“. . . though I have stood still while knives spun toward my face and jumped off a roof, I never thought I would need bravery in the small moments of my life. I do.” ~ Veronica Roth, Divergent
“There was both invitation and rejection in the roll of her hip.” ~ John D. MacDonald, A Tan and Sandy Silence