Emma lives in Houston, Texas. When she isn't writing, she spends her time gaming, painting, crafting, walking through nature, listening to music, pretending to learn the guitar, reading, watching horror movies (especially found footage), and hanging out with her beloved family.

Emma writes for Teens and New Adults. She writes love stories that happen during crazy events.

It all started when...

Nervous knots twisted in my stomach as I walked into yet another new class, but I was in third grade now. Just like every other new school, lots of curious eyes wandered over me causing my skin to burn.

I didn’t like being the new girl for the fourth time, but I was thankful that 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."

My cheeks warmed as I nodded.

“You're at the top of the class, and you're very helpful. So, I've selected you and one other student to receive a special reward because of your good grades and extraordinary citizenship.” My teacher’s eyes lit up. “Would you like to go to the Children's Literature Fair?"

I nodded eagerly.

I had no idea what a Literature Fair was, but I was instantly excited, and could only hope that my mom would let me go.

Ten days later, I hopped out of my teacher’s car, excited to see what a Literature Fair really was. The building was filled with tables and shelves of brand new books to purchase. I was happy to find 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 their fiction. Listening to the enthusiasm of each speaker became all I could focus on.

An overwhelming urge took me over.

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.

After attending the Literature Fair, my life had been forever changed.

An empty void within myself—one I didn’t know existed—found joy that day. Surrounded by books and authors, I’d entered a new world that lived within my imagination, and I knew it was the place I would always want 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 as I journey through the unknown.