Yep, that’s me. By the Colosseum. I’m basically Lizzie McGuire, getting mistaken for Italian popstars, nbd.
Anyway, hi! Likely you’re here because you’ve read some of my stuff. Or you’re my grandma. Either way, I’m glad you’re here.
I’m a twenty-something writer hailing from Austin, TX. (Yeah, we have Blue Bell here. Boo-ya.) I get my hands (and keys) dirty writing about the internet, tech, websites, motherhood, food, big-city must-dos, and everything in between. I’m working on my first book, a YA romance (oh la la). I love my job(s).
I’m a 90s baby with two babies of my own — wonderful, adorable, perfect, (exhausting) twin boys who rule my world. A second set of twins — yes, two more babies — are currently on their way. #SeeingDouble My husband is a coding, camping, chicken-herding triathlete cowboy who I met the first week of my freshman year of college. He champions all of my wildest dreams, doesn’t make me camp, and lets me bore him — in detail — about the latest celebrity breakup. He’s a keeper.
I’m a self-diagnosed stationary addict, procrastibaker, naptime reader, journaler, Ben Rector fangirl, obsessive list-maker, awkward passenger-seat dancer, and Chris Farley quoter.
So, stranger, if you like to obsess over stamps, Sarah Dessen, and Stranger Things, I think we’ll get along just fine. Nice to (virtually) meet you!