I’ve always believed that stories are one of the few places we can show our whole selves. Even the parts we’ve kept hidden. Especially those.

Before I was a writer, I was an actor. I spent years in Toronto chasing roles and chasing meaning—first from 1987 to 1990, and again from 2000 to 2014. In the intervening 1990s, I turned my attention to my music, performing regularly at open stages until the release of my CD in 2000. It was in those years, and the ones where I pursued acting, I first started noticing the spaces between performances—the unspoken, the unseen, the yearning underneath the lines. That’s where the stories started to find me.

Eventually, the desire to shape stories from the inside out pulled me toward the page. I enrolled in the Creative Writing Certificate program at the University of Toronto, and I finished it in 2020—the year everything turned inward. Not long after, my short story The Road to Shambhala was published in 2021, and I started taking screenwriting classes through UCLA Extension, learning to shape emotion and truth in dialogue, scene, and structure.

I’m a Canadian writer currently based in northern Ontario, where I balance creative work with caregiving. The Second Coming of Grace was written in bursts—early mornings, late nights, and quiet hours carved from a busy life. It’s a story about trauma, transformation, identity, and grace in the truest sense of the word. About a woman who begins to suspect she’s lived before… and that her past might carry a sacred calling.

I come from a family with both Jewish and Catholic roots. I’m autistic, a survivor, and a lifelong questioner. I believe in the power of ordinary people, and in the quiet beauty of stories that carry us home to ourselves.

If you’re here, thank you. I hope the work resonates.

This blog is part story, part journal, part whispered conversation. Welcome behind the curtain.