There’s was an era of my life that looked perfect on paper.
I was married for over a decade to a hot, ambitious Italian man. We had the house. We had the careers. We spent summers vacationing in Europe with our perfect child. We would grow old together, as best friends, as lovers, as soul mates.
And then it all just fucking fell apart.
So here I am, a writer, a mom, a millenial womanin the middle of rebuilding her life one day at a time. Some days it’s inspiring, and some days I just feel like I’m standing in the emotional wreckage of my life, a sort of half-renovated kitchen, wondering where the fuck the contractor went and why couldn’t he just go to therapy?
I write about what happens after the life you thought you’d have doesn’t happen and you have to remake it all from the ground up.
Divorce. Identity shifts. Love. Loss. Grief. Starting over. Wanting things you’re not sure you’re allowed to want anymore. Dreaming again…
Also books. A lot of books. I’ve realized over the years that fiction, romance, romantasy, help me navigate my own life better than self-help books sometimes. Plus, we all need a little escape, a little fun, a little smut, because have ya’ll seen the shit on Hinge? Rhysand would never.
Here’s what you’ll find here:
essays about rebuilding life
the quiet (and not-so-quiet) realities of divorce and starting over
thoughts on love, friendship, parenting, relationships, and why we stay longer than we should
romance and fantasy books that somehow explain real life better than real life
small moments, dreams, goals, travel, and the tiny ways I’m putting myself back together
what healing actually looks like (spoiler: it’s so messy)
This is not a “how to optimize your morning routine” newsletter. This is a “I cried in my car, read a romance novel, had a breakthrough, and now I’m telling you about it” newsletter. It’s all of it, the broken vase, the pottery wheel, the shaping something new.
I’m not an expert in this and I’m learning entirely as I go so I can’t promise that I’ll be aspirational but I can promise that I’ll be honest and in the process, create a space where you feel a little more seen in whatever it is you’re going through.
WHY SUBSCRIBE?
You know when you read something, and it feels weirdly specific? That’s what I’m aiming for here. Going through life is hard. It’s scary, it’s messy, it’s joyful, it’s lonely, and it’s meant to happen in a community. I want to build that community.
When you subscribe, you’ll get:
One sunday morning essay
Something thoughtful, honest, occasionally unhinged (in a controlled, literary way), and best read slowly, preferably with coffee and a few minutes to yourself.
Midweek notes
What I’m reading, what I’m learning, what I’m questioning, and the small moments that feel bigger than they should.
Books that double as emotional support
Romance, fantasy, and the occasional whining, “why is this fictional man more emotionally available than anyone I’ve dated?”
A sense that you’re not alone. Because I’m here, and we’re all in this chaos together, and we are GONNA BE GREAT!
