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The day the name “Nell” was spoken to me—by a quiet but unmistakably clear voice—I hesitated.

I had to learn about elevators before I could write 'The Elevator'.

It’s official — The Draft is available in print.

I’ve created two playlists on Apple Music inspired by The Elevator. Have a listen!

What started as a book promotion became something far more deeply inspired.

“Zoey? What’s going on?” More closely, Monica can see the rigidity in her body. With her eyes fixed directly ahead, Zoey lets out a trembling breath. “Shh… I don’t think it’s seen us yet.”

Sheena flinches, panicking when the woman attempts to touch her again—blocking her hands. Monica meets the young woman’s wide, fearful eyes. Sheena’s breathing edges toward hyperventilation, her body trembling.

“Anywhere is better than here,” she mutters and then glances back at the apocalyptic road. “I hope.” She squints an eye, shooting Monica a wary look. Exhaling through her nose, Monica’s grip on the wheel tightens. “Let’s hope.”

“What do we do?” She asks, pushing past fear, settling into a new resolve. A glint forms in the man’s eyes. She feels like he’s as curious about her as she is about him. “You’re not gonna like it.”

I didn’t just decide against traditional publishing—I veered from the traditional path of self-publishing as well.

Why I chose the titles of my books, and the chapter titles in The Draft.

I’m so full right now… 😊🎨🖌️ I’ve just come out of a creative vortex. So much was pouring out of me, I almost struggled to contain it—to stay present in this world and still perform my daily adult/mom/human tasks. 😄 When this kind of thing happens, it’s easy for me to disappear and do nothing else. Which, of course, is the luxury of a young, single, childless, non–bill-paying dreamer. I am none of those things. So it became a task in and of itself to answer this creative c