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From the Author's Desk

It's starting to feel like something I can finally share and that's equal parts exciting and terrifying

From the Author's Desk

Some parts of the process feel slow.

Until you realize they were building something all along.

From the Author's Desk

Things are starting to feel real in a way I didn't expect yet.

Not finished, not perfect- just real, and I don't think I was fully ready for that yet.

It's weird seeing something exist outside of just drafts and ideas now.

From the Author's Desk

Some stories take longer to become what they're meant to be.

From the Author's Desk

This week felt like sitting in the middle of something unfinished.

Not in a bad way, just in that quiet space were things are still becoming what they're meant to be.

I've been deep in edits, trying to shape the story into something that feels honest and complete, while also figuring out what comes next outside of the pages.

There's a strange kind of patience this stage asks for. You can't rush it, you can only keep showing up for it.

So that's what I've been doing- showing up, even when it feels slow, and trusting that it's leading somewhere.

From the Author's Desk

This week has felt a little like building while I'm still becoming. Writing, editing, planning, dreaming bigger than what's currently in front of me.

There's something strange about watching a story come together while your real life is still asking you to be patient.

But I think that's part of it too- trusting the slow build, both on the page and outside of it.

So lately, I've been trying to keep showing up for the life I want, even before it fully looks like mine.

From the Author's Desk

This week has been about finding rhythm again. Not rushing back into everything at full speed, just slowly stepping back into the routine that keeps the stories moving forward.

I've been spending a lot of time in the final drafting stage of The Price of Inheritance , which mostly means revisiting decisions past-me made and deciding whether they were brilliant or slightly chaotic.

Writing has always been a strange balance of discipline and patience. Some days the words come easily, and other days the progress is quieter- editing a paragraph, fixing a sentence, or simply showing up to the page again.

Either way, the story keeps growing. And right now that feels like enough.

From the Author's Desk

This week I've been feeling a little stuck creatively. Not in a dramatic way- just the kind of quiet rut where all you really want to do is play Minecraft and ignore your to-do list for a while.

And honestly, I think that's part of the process too.

Writing, building stories, sharing them with the world... it takes a lot out of you sometimes. Every now and then your brain just asks for a little space to breathe.

I'm still showing up for the work. I'm still building the stories I believe in. But I'm learning that rest, randomness, and a little chaos are a part of creativity too.

So I started a small side account where I can share the unpolished parts of life- gaming, rambling thoughts, whatever happens that day.

If you ever want to see the more chaotic side of my brain, you're welcome to join me there<3

From the Author's Desk

Grief has shaped me in ways I'm still learning to understand.

Not just from one loss, but from many. Losing my mom, my grandma, and now my dad has changed how I move through the world- and how fiercely I hold onto the work that feels like mine.

Writing has always been tied to a childhood dream I never outgrew. Some days it feels distant. Other days it feels close enough to touch. I don't know when this becomes a career. Soon, later, much later....

But I know I'm choosing to keep building toward it anyway. If it happens, I'll be grateful. If it doesn't, I'll still be proud that I didn't stop trying.

From the Author's Desk

Grief has been sitting heavy with me this week

There's been a lot of quiet to carry, but also a strange, steady pull forward.

Working on The Price of Inheritance feels like stepping into the next part of a journey I've been building toward for a long time.

Balancing promo for Back in Lawson County while letting this next book grow hasn't been easy. I'm learning how to hold both without rushing either.

I see pieces of myself in Annie- the way she moves forward even when the weight of the past is still there.

And I recognize parts of my own harshness in Orion, that closed-off way of seeing the world before you learn there's another light.

I keep reminding myself that I get to choose this life. Life is short. Life is heavy. I'd rather grow inside the work I love than wonder what might have been.

From the Author's Desk

I've been paying attention to what each story asks of me

Some pages want tenderness. Some want restraint. Some want me to sit with the uncomfortable parts a little longer than I;d like.

I'm learning that listening to the work- really listening- is part of the writing.

Not rushing the quiet moments. Not Forcing answers that aren't ready yet.

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I've beem thinking about why certain stories refuse to be rushed.

They don't ask for urgency- they ask for precision

I'm learning to write more deliberately, trusting that the right moments will reveal themselves when they're ready.

From The Author's Desk

I used to think writing was about answers.

Lately, I'm realizing it's more about sitting with the questions- the ones that don't resolve nicely, the ones that linger longer than you expect.

Those are usually the stories worth telling.

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Life is shorter than we ever think it is.

So I'm choosing to take the chances

when they come-

to keep writing, keep dreaming,

and keep putting words on the page.

Even if only one person ever reads

these stories, that will be enough

for me.

From The Author's Desk

This story didn't start as a book.

It started as a feeling that wouldn't leave me alone.

Some characters are imagined.

Some are remembered.

And sometimes the remembered ones change you most.

From The Author's Desk

I don't write stories to escape life.

I write them to survive

Every woman I put on the page carries pieces of my fear, my hope, my softness, my anger - the parts of me that leanred to stay standing even when life tried to fold me in half.

If you've ever felt too much, loved too hard, or held your world together quietly...you already belong in my stories.

Website Update

Working on the website has been time consuming but I have created my image to refect what I hope you guys will see in my upcoming novel.

Back in Lawson County Has Arrived

My debut novel, Back in Lawson County, is finally out in the world — and I’m still trying to catch my breath. Seeing it go live made my whole chest feel warm, like holding a spark that’s been waiting years to be seen. This story lived in my notes, drafts, and late-night brain spirals for so long, and now it’s real.

It’s only been out for a week, so everything still feels tender and new. No huge rush of sales or reviews yet — just quiet beginnings and the soft, stubborn pride of finally taking the leap. I’m still growing my audience, still figuring out how to promote, still learning what this version of author life looks like for me. But there’s something beautiful about starting small and honest.

If you’d like to explore Back in Lawson County, you can head over to the Bookshelf page — everything you need is waiting there.

And in the background, I’ve already started sketching the bones of my next secret project. It’s early and hush-hush, still foggy around the edges, but something is definitely stirring. I can’t wait for the day I get to share what’s coming next.

Website Update

Working on the website has been time consuming but I have created my image to refect what I hope you guys will see in my upcoming novel.