Oh my goodness, hello everyone!
I am genuinely shocked (in the best way) by how many of you are here. I honestly thought I’d have fewer than ten followers, and now we’re at thirty-two, and that means more to me than I can explain. I know most of you probably won’t come back to this post, and that’s totally okay. I just had to say something because that’s who I am.
From the bottom of my heart, thank you for reading and enjoying my books. Most of what I post is word-vomit that lived in my head for years, much of it written back in high school just for fun. And now people are actually reading it… wild.
What surprised me most was which stories you connected with. I truly thought Coming Home and The Price of Desire would be my least-read books, and they ended up being some of the most loved. Seeing that along with excitement for my other worlds (including the firefighter stories coming soon) means everything to me.
Growing up with dyslexia, I was told I’d never be able to read or write, so having people enjoy my stories now is something I still struggle to wrap my head around.
I don’t stick to one genre or one type of character. I write across many worlds, do my best to research respectfully, and I’m always open to feedback. We respect and don’t judge in this house, except fictional characters we don’t like, and that’s fair.
I have a lot of books written and outlined, just waiting to be edited, which is why updates can take time. My brain works best juggling multiple stories and universes, all rooted in real experiences, mental health, trauma, and things people actually go through.
So truly, thank you for being here and giving my stories a chance.
Happy holidays
