Writer’s Voice

Honest, bold, and uniquely mine—this tag captures the tone, soul, and rhythm of how I tell stories.

  • “The Affair I Had in a French Café”

    Here in the United States, coffee is a necessity. It’s an accessory. It’s the fuel behind every hustle and the badge of every busybody. We don’t sip it. We chase it. We order it before we leave the house, pick… Continue reading

  • Who Would I Like to Talk to Soon?

    I thought it might be a stranger. Someone at a bar. But no. Not even a friend with a situation or someone waiting on a response. Today, my answer is different. I want to talk to her. Eleanor Grace. I’ve… Continue reading

  • The Road That Flirted First

    We were about thirty miles past nowhere. I was just minding my own business, sitting in the passenger seat like a proper wife— translation: eating snacks and offering unsolicited navigation advice— when I saw it. The Road. Not just a… Continue reading