About Heather

Before she was old enough to read, Heather sat around campfires in her backyard listening to ghost stories. The crackle of burning logs, the cry of loons across the lake, the crescendo of a keen voice—these early memories had a lasting impact. When she began to read, she did so voraciously, devouring bittersweet novels that explored all the hypothetical reasons a person might linger after death (friendships, love, unresolved business), and the impact of grief on the living.

Her fiction projects feature many of these same motifs, though they don’t always include a ghost. On the editorial side, her interests lie in the domestic arts, such as cooking, interior design, and gardening, all of which she enjoys as personal hobbies.

She works from a cottage beside a farm in rural Maine, where her closest neighbors are a herd of scruffy cows. Endlessly curious, if they hear the telltale crackle of a campfire, they’ll meander up to the fence knowing that, if they’re lucky, they’ll get to hear a story.