
Books in Progress

Sabbatical
Contemporary Fiction
Carter is on a meteoric rise toward his dream job, a partnership at Apex Financial. When the deal of his life falls through and rumors of insider trading swirl, he finds himself on an international flight alongside his dissatisfied girlfriend, Chloe. In the five months they spend traveling through Europe and Asia, he must rediscover the person he was when they met, or he will lose his career and the only person who truly sees him.

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"Daisy’s face turned pale. “Like, on an airplane? You could crash! Carter smiled and the doors closed. He was crashing already, what did it matter?"
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“If the lights come,” Abel explained, “a cabin like this helps give perspective. Sometimes, all it takes is for one small point of reference to show the enormity of what is happening around us.”
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"Powerful men think they’re untouchable. Then, they get sloppy.”
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“She took a bite, and it tasted like heaven. Or Italy.
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“What does enough look like to you, then?”
Chloe turned to Carter and spread her arms wide, the green rolling hills in the twilight behind her. “I’m looking at it right now.”
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"Carter cut him off. “Enjoy all your stuff, your office, this view.” He waved his arm toward the corner, the beautiful skyline beyond them. “I’ll take the rest of the world.”
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Perfectly Imperfect
Contemporary Young Adult
When Remy and Florence are publicly humiliated at the hands of a notorious group of senior boys, they must come together to take the group down before they can restart the cycle of harassment and abuse in the school.

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“To truly change the culture of a school, find the kids who are the right kind of leaders and help them find their voice and their power. That’s you two. It’s your fight for others that shows your reach.”
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“Carlos and Joe looked like they were watching their only daughter go to prom. She was going to a house party in a T-shirt.”
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“I have news for you, Remy. You’re a meme now.”
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“Ok, but who is keeping score?” Florence. Always Florence.
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