In 2016, I traded Prada heels, a Manhattan high-rise apartment, and a decade-long pursuit of law firm partnership for running shoes, a used car, and an adventure in the American West with no destination, no itinerary, and no end date. I set out to resolve the lingering feeling of discontent that permeated a life that looked like a success to outsiders and, to chase curiosities, including writing, that I’d long ignored in favor of more practical pursuits. During my travels, I fell in love with Colorado's San Juan Mountains, which are now my home.
Through my writing, I hope to empower others to take chances, seek connection, and trust their own paths. I know firsthand that waiting around for something external to change our lives is likely to bring discontent. We, alone, can make that change.
I’m currently working on a collection of linked short stories inspired by my time in Manhattan. The collection explores some of the unintended side effects of chasing success in twenty-first century America.