I’ve known I wanted to be a writer since I was ten years old. A year after winning my first writing competition, my teacher read a story I’d written aloud to the class. That day, my mind was set. “I like writing,” I’d thought to myself, “and I must be alright at it if my teacher read a story I'd written.” So, why not be a writer?

More then a decade’s passed since that fateful day, but I remember it like it were yesterday. & while many things have changed over the years, my goal of being a writer has never faltered. I graduated from Endicott College with a degree in communication and a journalism concentration in 2010, and I spent as much of my education writing as I possibly could. I’ve written poems, short stories, published articles, won various competitions and interned with two luxury lifestyle magazines – Boston Common in Boston, Massachusetts and Jade Magazine in Hyderabad, India.

When I’m not writing – or thinking about writing – I like to read, travel, daydream, shop, paint my nails bright pink, sip Starbucks (which I'm trying miserably to give up), play in the mountains of Vermont, stroll through the streets of Boston, drink coconut water in India, and spend time with my family and friends. I like a lot more than I don't, and a list of grievances wouldn't contain much more than mushrooms, drama, mosquitos and ignorance. 

I grew up in a couple of small-towns, Connecticut, and as the second youngest of five children, there's never been a dull moment. Currently, I'm working on two more novels, one of which takes place in India.