Emma lives in Houston, Texas. When she isn't writing, she spends her time painting, crafting, walking through nature, listening to music, learning the guitar, reading, watching horror movies, playing video games and hanging out with her beloved family.

Emma writes for young adults and new adults. Genres she enjoys writing are romance, paranormal, science fiction, dystopian, post-apocalyptic, and fantasy.

It all started when...

     Nervous knots twisted in my stomach as I walked into my new third-grade class. Just as they had in every other school, curious eyes wandered over me causing my skin to burn. I didn’t like the attention of being the new girl for the fourth time, but to my surprise, this class was rather small and welcoming.
     Moving from place to place didn’t change my need to please. I was always striving to do my best to make the teacher happy with my hard work.
About three weeks after I joined the class, my teacher pulled me aside. "Emma, I can see that you enjoy reading and writing."
     Heat filled my face as I nodded.
     “You're at the top of my class in your studies, and you're giving and helpful. I wanted to let you know that I've selected you and one other student to receive a special reward because of your good grades and extraordinary citizenship.” The teacher’s eyes lit up. “Would you like to go to the Children's Literature Fair?"
     I had no idea what a Literature Fair was, but I smiled in hopes that my mom would let me go and nodded with eagerness.
     Ten days later, I hopped out of my teacher’s car, excited to see what the Literature Fair really was. The building was filled with shelves and shelves of brand new books to purchase. I was happy to see that there were some books I wanted to read, but I didn’t have any money.
     Instead of purchasing books, I choose to hear authors speak about how they write fiction. Listening to the enthusiasm of each speaker became all I could focus on. I wanted to be an author someday and write books too. I wanted to have my books out on the shelves too. I wanted to tell stories too.
     By the time I left the Literature Fair, I’d been forever changed.  An empty void within myself, one I didn’t know existed, was filled that day. Surrounded by books and authors, I’d entered a new world that lived within inked paper, and I knew it was the place I would always long to be.

Fast Forward 25 Years: 

    There's a need in all of us to become something. For me, it started in third grade. I wanted to write novels. I didn't know how and I didn't know when, but I did know that my life would revolve around writing one day. Thanks to my wonderful husband, fate has finally spit me out on my dream's doorstep. I'm ready to expose the imaginative spirit that dwells within my soul. I write a vast array of fiction because I allow myself to expand upon the ideas that inspire me and I cherish every moment when I journey through the unknown.