I write books. Fun books. Books for you, your best friend, your favorite barista, and that girl you knew back in the tenth grade. I like to write about the things I know. Things like being confused, being afraid, and falling in love.

When I’m not writing, I’m usually chasing after my two daughters, two dogs, two chinchillas, three cats, and one lovely husband. You can find all of us in Florida, where it’s salty, sunny, and humid. Bad for the hair. Good for the soul.

I love reading, eating pizza, and meeting people who make everybody feel like a somebody. I am allergic to monogrammed towels, pretentious wine snobs, haters, and the widely accepted practice of growing up.