I am currently shopping my first book, Tender Weirdo: Adventures (and Misadventures) in Finding Yourself After Loss. It is a memoir about, well, everything the subtitle promises. I write about my childhood growing up with very Catholic parents (they practically ate Eucharist for breakfast), how I lost my mom to ovarian cancer at twenty-four, and how my and my father's relationship changed for the better after he was diagnosed with Alzheimer's. And I was diagnosed with cancer, too, while writing Tender Weirdo, so I was able to have a clearer view into my what my mother went through and to share my own journey in real time.

I'm currently working on an essay collection, The Texture of Where We Touch, in which I explore how we are changed by even the smallest and shortest of relationships. I explore everything here from the time in Kindergarten this little boy Tim chose me to help him fetch the milk from the cafeteria (it was great!) to brushes with American Presidents. Boyfriends who bite, karaoke, goth dancing, and figure skating all figure prominently.

I'm putting together a shorter memoir/ebook as well called Killing It at Cancer: Notes on an Adventure No One Chooses, about my experience with breast cancer and all the things that helped me through. I often have recently diagnosed women contacting me and I want to give them, as well as anyone else who will benefit, my heart (and boobs) laid bare all in one place. And a laugh.