I am a quiet person in a loud world. As a child, I discovered writing gave me a voice, a perspective that mattered. My imagination was wild. Invisible friends spoke to me. They had names, backgrounds, and families. They became the characters in my stories. I wrote them down on lined paper and fastened them into binders.
I have dabbled with it all. Fiction, poetry, but as I grew older, began a teaching career, got married, and had children, personal essays became a form of therapy for me. They became agents to help me figure myself out—my past mistakes and the old emotions I have held onto.
In 2014 I became a mother of one, and in 2017, a mother of two. My kids have inspired my writing, but I like to dig deep into my past, analyze my experiences, and reflect on the ways they have influenced my worldview.
I fell in love with literature because of its depictions of the human experience. Each of our stories matter, and ultimately, they highlight the ways in which we are all connected.
We all have inner lives, even among other people, we have our own worlds. I seek to expose this in my writing. I aim to shed pieces of my private, hidden self to others, to help us see each other as fellow humans, souls.
My writing tends to lean literary, but I enjoy new challenges writing articles to inform, persuade, or educate.