I write about personal and significant events in which I’ve seen the hand of God impart wisdom and grace into my life.

I write book reviews and am fascinated by faith, art, redemption, transformation, and renewal. I seek lovely things that exemplify these characteristics and values through a biblical worldview, hence my semi-monthly Lovely Things newsletter.

I am the co-founder of Burning Bush Press. This project is an expression of my family’s faith and is meant to encourage believers by bringing literary works that sharpen, stimulate, and advance the kingdom. We hold a short story contest for homeschoolers biennially.

When I’m not doing any of these things, I’m doing my side hustle at ERO Creative. I also produce and host a read-aloud podcast entitled Afictionada.

I’m in the middle of completing a novel.

I stopped writing in 2000 after earning my MFA from Mills College. Some of my short stories were published during my final year in the MFA (1999) and through 2003, but I didn’t write a single story after graduating because my life took a turn: I got married, had children, drew closer in my walk spiritually, and acquired new skills.

I built my consulting business in instructional design in order to provide for a growing family but sadly, my writing goals were placed on hold while I was in the throes of a new life that demanded all of me. I read non-fiction more than anything else during those years. In 2010, I established a blog as a means to express my faith.

For many years I focused on my family and transitioning from working outside of the home to homeschooling my three children.

In 2014, I reacquainted myself with the literary scene. How does one catch up after so much has taken place in such a long time? Technology, publishing, and literary journals have changed dramatically and it seemed liked I was sleeping through it all.

This long sabbatical from publishing wasn’t lost on me for all those years. Just when it appeared as if my MFA was a vapor of sorrow, a traumatic and disastrous family experience brought me out of my slumber and into a cathartic state of writing again. All those prior years were a gestation of what is now.