Writer. Storyteller. Grandma-in-Chief (no kids, just vibes).

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I was born in the '70s, which means I'm older than SNL and Pedro Pascal. Just by a few months, but I'm still claiming it.

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I grew up on the South Side of Chicago, on the same street Al Capone once called home. These days, I live at the very top of the city, where Chicago kisses Evanston.

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I've always been a story sponge. Television and film run deep in my DNA. Don't ask me my favorite movie unless you're prepared to narrow it down by decade and genre. But if you insist:

 

The Legend of Billie Jean for 1980s drama

 

The Departed for 2000s crime.

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I spend a lot of time reading about World War II and old Chicago history. The stories people tell, the stories they hide, and the stories history forgets have always fascinated me.

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As a screenwriter, I'm drawn to stories about trauma, mental health, horror, revolution, and the complicated ways people survive each other. Whether I'm writing supernatural horror, historical drama, or dark comedy, I'm interested in characters forced to confront who they are when the world around them falls apart.

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Outside of writing, I've got a garden of flower tattoos, each one tied to a memory, a place, or a chapter of my life. I bought a PS5 specifically to play Baldur's Gate 3 and somehow logged more than 1,400 hours doing it. No regrets.

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I'm also a proud Go-Go, Zulu for grandma, to the sweetest little girl. She's not biologically mine, but I skipped the middleman and claimed the title anyway.

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I write because it’s how I stay human.

Let’s build something that says something.