I was born in Sacramento and grew up in a small town in the foothills of the Sierra Nevada mountains, where the Yuba River runs and the pine, oak, and a small family of redwood grow. The land is the ancestral home of the Nisenan people and was occupied by prospectors beginning in 1850. I am not altogether sure what it means to be an American—that project is in development—but I feel at home in saying that I am a Californian. Each of us is still chasing our own kind of Rush, for better and for worse. This I understand.

I have always been a listener. It is the role that has come most naturally. As such, I have absorbed many stories—those of the land, of its people past and present, of the ghosts that linger in the spaces between memory and truth. In my fiction, I examine how we construct ourselves from these inherited narratives, and what remains when carefully maintained stories begin to fray. My work draws from both literary tradition and speculative possibility to explore questions of identity, memory, and belonging.

My debut novel INTO THE QUIET BARREN continues this exploration through the story of a woman uncovering which pieces of her history truly belong to her. My shorter work has appeared in the Hoxie Gorge Review and Spectrum Literary Journal, and has been performed at LitCrawl Los Angeles and as part of the New Short Fiction Series.

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