About Moi

Who am I?

On the surface, I’m a woman, a wife, a mother. But at heart, I’m just a girl. Here, I’ve exposed my vulnerable core. You can read all about me in the Fact section – you’ll probably learn more than you’d ever want to know. I’ve written those posts so I can learn to discern what’s true. I had to tell my own stories to feel the truth in my body, so that when I work in the realm of fiction I can physically discern the truth from what’s fluff. Or bullshit.

Am I dangerous?

A little bit, yes. I write about other people ruthlessly. I bore straight into their most secret hearts, and sometimes I get it right. If it’s weird, uncanny, or unstable, I’m drawn to write about it. Empathy has no morals, and I’ve spent the past few years exploring the worst parts of the human psyche, trying to discover its depths. I’ve offended a few people, I think. I’ve lost some friends. I write about others to learn about myself, and that might be the same thing as manipulation. I don’t know.

Thing is, when I write, I want not only to expose, but also to heal. I want you to edit me, and I want to revise. I want to try again and again until we get it right.

We’re in this together.