I write stories that search the thin space between faith and fear — where history meets the unknown, and love endures even in its most haunted forms.

My journey began in high school, passing folded notes between friends, each one a shared story told a sentence at a time. What started as a game became something I couldn’t stop. The stories took on lives of their own, growing darker, more intricate, and more honest than I expected.

Years later, a tornado changed everything. Surviving it left me fascinated by weather, chance, and the fragile boundary between control and surrender. Around that same time, I read about the witch trial of Margaret Barclay — a woman accused, condemned, and erased from history. Her story lingered in my mind like an unanswered prayer. From those two storms, one of nature and one of faith, Maleficia was born.

Since then, my work has followed the thread that connects belief, guilt, and redemption across generations — from sixteenth-century Scotland to the quiet fields of Kansas. Each book explores how love and loss shape the human spirit, and how even the most ordinary soul can find the divine in their suffering.

Every story I write begins in truth and ends in the haunting echo of what might have been.