I was born to write. At ten years old, I was penning 30-page princess stories in long hand, to the delight of my parents and sisters. Adolescence brought murder mysteries and tales of romance that left my friends begging me for more – horrid penmanship be damned. This trilogy began when I was sixteen, pink ink on pink paper, but it took a back seat to my BA from Wellesley in Classics and Astronomy, and then suffered a full-on demotion to the trunk while I earned my joint MS/MBA from Northeastern.
While my professional career flourished, my incensed characters haunted me. I caved to them in March of 2011 and they subsequently took over my life – much to my abandoned husband’s chagrin and my friends’ bubbling excitement. Business woman by day, novelist by night, I’ve breathed new life into my long-neglected story, and the labor of love has brought me joy unparalleled. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I've enjoyed writing it.