#soltattoo

At 18, I told myself I wasn’t allowed to get a tattoo until I published a book. I proceeded to spend a literal decade working my ass off. I got a job as a flight attendant to pay the bills, and wrote in every spare second.

My first book was purchased by a publisher and released in 2021, but the process... didn’t feel as fantastic as I’d hoped. A low advance, less support than I wanted, in a genre I wasn’t super passionate about... everything about it felt like a consolation prize.

I thought about my tattoo. But it didn’t feel like I’d earned it. Not yet.

Last year, when I was basically homeless (stuff in storage, bouncing between friends’ houses), I decided to try self-publishing. I targeted a new genre, wrote like hell, and published my first cozy fantasy in September 2022.

Years of hard work paid off, and the book exploded.

After so many years toiling away at a dream, wondering if it’d ever be more... I’m thrilled to say I’m officially a full-time author, part-time flight attendant.

So, say hello to Quill, the dragon of my dreams. He’s a mischievous little fellow who represents everything I’ve spent a lifetime working towards.