Currently navigating out a slightly overdue quarter-life crisisβone romance novel at a time. Once a die-hard fantasy fan, now a hopeless contemporary romance addict, Iβm rarely spotted without my Kindle (or casually βbrowsingβ in a bookstore). You can find me on Instagram, sharing bookish memes, and swooning over fictional men.
Kind of like Batman, I lead a double lifeβminus the crime-fighting, gadgets, and secret lairs (unless coffee shops count?). By day, Iβm a Senior Copywriter, dodging deadlines, wrestling with briefs, and sparring with feedback. But 98% of the time, Iβm living my other life: aspiring author. That means writing, plotting, editing, and overthinking everything. Trust me, itβs intense...just with fewer capes and a lot more coffee.
When Iβm not crafting steamy stories, youβll find me breaking a sweat the fun wayβon horseback, serving my partner a reality check on the tennis court, or very mindfully' kayaking European lakes. But letβs be real, I have a few other favorite ways to hit those cardio goals.
I've also recently learned that watching hockey also gets my heart rate going. Because hey, healthy heart rates come in all forms, right?
My debut novel, a standalone contemporary romance, is a love letter to self-discovery, unexpected passion, and the thrill of exploring boundaries. Yes, itβs spicy, and yes, itβs full of those pulse-racing moments we all secretly love. But beyond the steamy scenes, itβs also about something deeperβa celebration of women feeling safe enough to embrace their own desires, no shame or judgment attached. Because while it may be 2024, societyβs still got some catching up to do when it comes to respecting womenβs bodies and our autonomy.
Iβm not one for labels, but I do believe in a future where conversations about consent, pleasure, and choice are as natural as any other. I dream of a world where we all live life on our own terms, and one where my future daughter can grow up knowing her worth and her choices are hers alone.