I spent twelve years as a book editor in New York before I admitted that the thing I actually wanted to do was write. That was 2016. I quit my job, moved to a rented farmhouse in the Hudson Valley, and wrote my first novel in six months of total panic.

Four books later, I'm still here. Still panicking, a little. I write about ordinary people making decisions they can't take back — the kind of choices that look small from the outside but rearrange everything. I've published with Knopf and Graywolf, and my short fiction has appeared in The New Yorker and Granta.

I live in Rhinebeck, New York, with my dog, Walter, and more houseplants than any reasonable person should own.