WRITING THE STORIES I NEED TO READ

CLAY CHARMS FOR THE STORIES THAT ALTER YOU

AMBER.ALTERED

Some stories don’t let go of you. A book you finished at 2am and couldn’t shake. A Bible verse that hit at exactly the wrong (right) moment. A piece of real life that deserved to be remembered.

So I started making them small enough to carry.

Turns out years of suturing at 2am in emergency surgery is excellent training for sculpting a book the size of your thumbnail. Same steady hands. No post-op recovery needed.

Handmade clay charms, one at a time, at my workbench. Here’s how it works:

• every charm comes from a story and every story is told with it
• each piece is numbered in its series and when a series is done, it’s done
• small-batch drops a few times a year and the waitlist hears first

The catch? Drops are small and they don’t come back. Get on the list and you’ll hear first. Not jewelry. Evidence that a story mattered.

MY DEBUT NOVEL · WAITLIST OPEN

FATE + TASSELS

Two people. One blue journal. A town that's been watching them circle each other for weeks.

Charlie Baxter has spent her whole life showing up for everyone else. Linus Wellington has spent his whole life arriving exactly on time... for everything except this. Neither of them believes love is still in the cards. Fate, Serendipity's omniscient, data-driven, slightly smug narrator... disagrees.

A deliciously slow burn with missed opportunities, crackling banter, a wee touch of spice, and the kind of tension that makes you want to shake two perfectly good people and say JUST LOOK AT EACH OTHER.

You'll fall in love with Charlie and Linus. You'll fall even harder for the town around them.

Fate knew you would. She had it at 94.7% from the beginning.

If Stars Hollow had a Lady Whistledown.

No release date yet... and I'm not going to fake one. The waitlist hears first.