18-years-ago an awkward 13-year-old with thick frames perched on her nose sat down at her brand new Tandy computer and wrote her first fanfiction; a Paris/Torres ship fic for Star Trek: Voyager. It was gloriously terrible and the start of an amazing journey.

Today I still tell human stories set against the backdrop of space--love, hurt, comfort, and all of the wonderful messiness between. The ways we stick together, and the things that tear us apart. How the stars, in their infinite vastness, give us the freedom to be who we are. And I tell some of the stories we don't see enough of, the stories where characters like me-a disabled, gay, mother over the age of thirty-get to be the heroes.

Here you will find short stories and the first draft of my novel, set in diverse, hopeful Universes. I hope you enjoy.

**I am seeking an Irish cultural reader, especially from Galway City for a story set 700 years in the future. I'm willing to trade for sensitivity or general beta reading. Feel free top DM for a list of things I can sensitivity/culturally read for.**

Can also be found on RoyalRoad under the same pen name.