Hi, I’m Marian.

I write about travel, money, family, and love.

Which is a relief, because a writer is all I ever wanted to be. My first byline was at age eleven in the magazine Highlights for Kids. It was a poem about dragons. I spent most of my childhood pretending to be Harriet the Spy, keeping endless journals where I eavesdropped on my peers and recorded their conversations. Needless to say, most of my childhood was spent journaling alone on a rock in the woods.

Since then, my essays have been published in The New York Times, Marie Claire, Cosmopolitan, Good Housekeeping and Cup of Jo. I’ve written about how my husband and I manage our money (hint: what’s mine is not his), and what it was like growing up the daughter of a writer who chronicled my life.

My first book, A Little Less Broken, is a memoir about my late-in-life autism diagnosis, which sent me down a rabbit hole of learning about how women, girls and other marginalized communities don’t get researched or diagnosed. I’m a fierce lover of weird kids everywhere.

I live in Portland, Oregon with my exceedingly kind husband, our silly daughter, two monstrous cats and scattered collections of plants, Oregon coast agates, color-coded yarn, herbal tea, veggie seeds, fountain pens and a childhood’s worth of sea glass.

Fast Facts

I grew up in an Italian/Puerto Rican family. If you are what you eat, I’m still half empanadilla and half meatball.

I’m named after my grandmother, Marietta, who was a welder on Corsair Navy fighter planes during WWII.

Every six months I develop a new and single-minded fixation on a different hobby.

For a brief moment in 2014, my husband and I went viral after taking gender-swapped engagement photos.

I hate beach vacations. Give me drizzle. Give me old crumbling castles. Give me rainy moors.

Though I’m married, my husband and I chose to give our daughter my last name.

A Little Less Broken

How an Autism Diagnosis Finally Made Me Whole

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