Who’s makin’ all this fuss?

( a brief history of me)

A dancer that refuses to let others lead.
A hoarder of human connections.
A bartender who was once told “you’ll never be a bartender”.
A wife who proposed to her husband by asking him to throw a surprise wedding with her.
A Mother who never knew she wanted to be one.
A human who spends way too much time wishing she was an animal.
A writer who needs an online platform in order to believe in herself.


Bottom line: my words are all I’ve ever had – and I’m tired of not sharing them with you. This blog is the most exposed version of me, from the roots up. Whether you react in awe or in agony, the fact that you’re here means I have sowed the right seeds, and I’m honored to share this with you.

When you’re ready to hear what all the Fuss is about, click here….


Don’t miss out on the Fuss.


“The writer must believe that what he is doing is the most important thing in the world. And he must hold to this illusion even when he knows it is not true.”

– John Steinbeck

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