I wrote my first novel the summer I turned twenty-one. It was called Where the Peacocks Live.  I loved it and was convinced a first draft was a finished copy. It featured young love, family secrets, mental illness, and enough drama to keep everyone busy for several hundred pages.

The publishing world was less enthusiastic.

Two decades later, I wrote another novel involving romance, suspense, murder, and corporate greed. It also found a comfortable home in a drawer. I forgot about it and went on with life.

I returned to school, earned a master's degree in Marriage and Family Therapy, raised a family, and lived in denial for two decades. I spent years sitting with people as they navigated love, processed loss, overcame betrayal, and emerged as more self-aware individuals. I became fascinated by the stories people tell themselves, the ones they tell others, and the truths that eventually rise to the surface.

My own included.

My debut novel, GROUNDS, was inspired in part by my own experience navigating Mississippi's restrictive divorce laws and by the resilience of women who find themselves trapped in situations they never imagined. While the novel explores serious issues, at its heart it is a story about relationships, family, survival, and the enduring hope that life can still surprise us.

Today, I divide my time between writing, advocacy, therapy, and spending time with the people I love. When I'm not working, you can usually find me walking, riding my bike, baking, quilting, reading, or playing Canasta with friends. I have successfully resisted learning Mahjong, though the pressure is mounting.

I also share my home with Nathan, a golden retriever who has no idea he’s a dog. I haven't had the heart to tell him otherwise.

Thanks for stopping by. I'm glad you're here.