Previously Published Works

This one-act play is centered around a zany cast of characters in every stage of life. One fateful day, an old widow finds herself the owner of a local ice cream shop whose previous owner, a long time friend, quite suddenly left the country to avoid the unpleasant consequences of tax evasion.

The widow, owner until her daughter can find where she escaped to from the clutches of her nursing home, meets a young couple in the quarrelsome thralls of passion. Will their relationship survive how ill-suited they are as a couple what with the man being a die-hard vegan and the woman a long-time carnivore?

This satire style comedy about the things that separate us as human beings, and the things that bind us together, appeared on stage at the Kirby Theater of Roxboro in 2024. My husband and I had the distinct pleasure of playing in the main cast during a time where we, as a couple, were separated. Highlighting just how raw and unbelievably valid, and sometimes silly, are the things that keep us all apart.

2023 spelled out a huge personal accomplishment for me as the first time my name could ever be found in a book at Barnes and Noble.

Each year, Chicken Soup for the Soul publishes a handful of anthologies written by story-tellers all over the United States. I grew up reading their stories in my school library and so there was no greater honor to be had then to have my own short story included in their ever-expanding collection of feel-good non-fiction.

I owe my first ever publication, and my childhood dream come true to a small Lit Mag called “The Blue Marble Review”.

Coming off the heels of the Covid pandemic in late 2021 was a short story about my brother who found himself in a strange position one night as he walked out into the living room to an incoming nuclear announcement blaring on the T.V. Thinking he only had moments left to live, we get a short but jarring glimpse into the reality seared into the back of everyone’s mind, crouching like a predator in the dark. That ever present danger lingers over every golden, sunny day. The irrevocable decision that rests in the hands of power hungry maniacs we call politicians and world-leaders. That little button that you and I can’t touch. Maybe, just maybe, that’s why the kids can’t sleep.