Hello. I’m Rebecca.
I’ve been writing stories for as long as I can remember. Telling them, too. I would open a book, and spin my great-grandfather a tale, because I had no idea how to read. Stories have always been a huge part of my childhood, hearing them from my grandparents, and reading them in books.
I write because I must. I have stories burning inside of me that have to get told on paper—stories that I ache with because they mean so much to me.
I write fantasy, though I’ve dabbled in science-fiction, fiction, historical fiction, and non-fiction. Since writing at the age of seven, I’ve written countless stories, poems, two novels, and one novella.
Why fantasy? When I was ten, my mom read The Lord of the Rings to my brother and me and it stirred something in my little heart I couldn’t quite fathom. The Lord of the Rings changed me and showed me Jesus more clearly than I’ve ever seen Him before. Gave me hope. Courage. And showed me “that even the smallest person can change the course of the future.”
I’ve read The Lord of the Rings myself many times since, and it’s left me with me desire to write books just as long, just as rich, just as deep.
A few other things I enjoy are cooking pizza, my cat, decorating my bookshelves, ampersands (it’s a very bad addiction) bookstagram, pins, journals, Ancient Civilizations, Rome, Italy, and the sea.