

Ruminating on My Ruminations: One Woman’s Journey with OCD
I have mental OCD. I overthink. I overanalyze. I overexplain. I over-beat-myself-up. Then I overthink some more. But I no longer feel shame.


I've never been a "one size fits all" woman — not in my body, not in my brand, not in my life. I write books, I coach humans, I survived abuse that I now talk about out loud, and yes, somewhere in there I also sell t-shirts and host YouTube confessionals. It's not scattered. It's what happens when a woman stops asking permission to be more than one thing.
So as my visitor here, you have my permission to stop shrinking, too. Whatever box you were handed — by an ex, a family, an industry, your own doubt — you're allowed to think outside it. Pick your room below. I'll be in all of them, and I'd love the company.


Meri-Rose
& the Sneaky Creek
In Meri-Rose and the Sneaky Creek, a curious little fairy named Meri-Rose loves a good puzzle. She comes upon a rushing creek with a bush full of berries on the other side. No matter what she tries, she just can’t seem to get across! Will she give up or keep trying until she reaches those delicious berries?

Dear Bumbling Boy
What started out as a joke ("This is entertaining; you should write a book about your dates gone wrong") turned into a reality the moment I took a class on character development and realized that my bumbled online dating experiences were merely research opportunities for future book characters.
From scammers and sexual predators to Mr. Nice Guys and heart stealers, I've gathered enough material to inspire all kinds of literary personalities-while laughing and learning about men and myself along the way. A tongue-in-cheek expose about my online dating mishaps awaits.