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Novels, memoir and short fiction exploring complicated relationships, faith, belonging and love.

Anatomy of Compersion

A 92,000‑word literary novel about a woman, her bisexual husband, and his lover—asking whether love can stretch wide enough to include someone else’s happiness.

Unpriesting

A memoir navigating identity, faith, sexuality, and the long road to living truthfully.

Anthologies & Beyond

Published short fiction & essays in MagdaragatYay Queer All II, Beyond the Concert Hall, and more.

Gandia Media

Stories that Connect. Strategies that Deliver.

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  • When “alignment” means silence

    When “alignment” means silence

    A Freedom to Read event was cancelled in Calgary because it was deemed too political. That is not a metaphor. That is the logic offered. During Freedom to Read Week, an event co-organized by the Writers’ Guild of Alberta and The Writers’ Union of Canada — a public reading and discussion about censorship and book banning — lost its venue…

  • Between shores, between weathers

    Between shores, between weathers

    We worked remotely from Vancouver for a week, and I carried an umbrella everywhere. Not because it was always raining — but because it might. The sky revised itself daily. Sun in the morning. Grey by noon. Wind that arrived without warning. I stopped trying to predict it. I simply adjusted. There is something honest…

  • The first story

    The first story

    The first short story I ever wrote was typed on a manual typewriter my mother bought me when I was in college. Think early 90s. I suppose that sentence alone already dates me. It places me in a time before laptops were ubiquitous, before writing felt weightless and endlessly correctable. The typewriter was heavy in…

  • Shortlisted is a strange kind of winning

    Shortlisted is a strange kind of winning

    When I learned that I had been shortlisted for the Open Season Award in Poetry by The Malahat Review, my first instinct was not to celebrate. It was to stay quiet. Not in a dramatic, vow-of-silence way. More in the practical, self-protective way writers learn over time: if you don’t tell anyone, you don’t have…

  • Monstress asks: Who gets to create? Who pays the price?

    Monstress asks: Who gets to create? Who pays the price?

    Early in Monstress, a question is spoken that refuses to stay contained. “Am I the monstress?” The line lands not as a confession but as a challenge — one that echoes through the rest of the play and lingers long after the final blackout. Now onstage at Vertigo Theatre, Monstress is written and directed by…

  • Not burning the house

    Not burning the house

    It had been more than a year since my husband and I last went to the cinema together. Not the distracted kind of watching—paused scenes, phones within reach—but the deliberate ritual of leaving the house, buying tickets, and sitting in the dark with strangers, allowing a story to have us fully. Somewhere between work, exhaustion,…

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