Hey, I'm Lauren.
Writer & tenderfoot poet.

Writing through trauma, healing, and Christian de/reconstruction.

Look for my debut memoir coming in 2025 from Lake Drive Books.

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Post-evangelicals need voices. They need signposts. They need stories from people who, like them, are swimming somewhere between doubt and faith, deconstruction and reconstruction, despair and hope. That's why I write.

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"Lauren writes with the kind of honesty, vulnerability and raw imagery that pulls me right in…and in entering her world, I constantly find myself transformed. This is what great writing does: it silences the cacophony that we might listen to something pulsing below the surface of our own skin."
Kendall Lamb, writer and founder of Touching the Elephant
"Lauren strikes that rare balance between asking hard questions, presenting them without malice, and charming readers with phenomenal writing all at the same time."
Raj Lulla, author of The Caring House
"While the internet is rife with divisive rhetoric, there are writers committed to the kind of truth that brings a collective sense of returning home to ourselves again and again. Lauren is one of them."
Jenny Vanderberg Shannon, writer and founder of Eat My Words
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My debut memoir tracks my internal journey through doubt, despair, anxiety, and fear against my external journey through the chaos and shimmer of India.

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Varanasi is a tightly woven tapestry of the ancient and the sacred. The streets reflect this. They are haphazard and cracked, zigzagging between buildings, and littered with trash, standing water, and feces. As the oldest continually occupied city in the world, it’s an urban lasagna: layer on layer on layer of city.

Our first morning in Varanasi, we set out early to try and beat the heat. At 8 AM, it’s already 100ºF. But even that won’t stop me from having a piping hot chai over breakfast. I forgo my typical coffee to try this quintessential taste of India and, after those first few sips, I vow never to go back. Not while I’m here, at least.

It’s completely different from the chai I’ve experienced in the States: it’s deeply creamy (Anant tells me this is because they make it with water buffalo milk), with punchy spices that tingle all the way up my nose and down my throat. It tastes like a bonfire. It tastes like…

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Meet Lauren.

A thirty-something, doubtful-yet-hopeful Jesus person. Writing my way through despair towards a better way.

I daylight as a professional conversion copywriter, penning words even non-readers read: descriptions on product packaging and Amazon pages, brand taglines, social media ads… But after 5 o’clock, I moonlight as an aspiring WRITER writer. I’m preparing to query my first non-fiction, a travel memoir that follows my journey through India, spiritual deconstruction, and trauma recovery.

I used to be: a confident evangelical, a homeschool student, a foster mom, a world traveler, and a professional videographer. I don’t really claim any of these identities anymore. But enough about me.

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