I was born and raised in Calgary, Canada. As a child I played the violin, read books, and climbed trees incessantly, before going on to study English and music at Brigham Young University. Since then I’ve been an English teacher, a symphony violinist, and a mother. I currently live in Florida with my husband and four children.
My young adult novels are Virtuosity, The Space Between Us, The Vow, and Kiss Kill Vanish, and I’m represented by Trena Keating of Union Literary.
Long before I was a writer, I was a musician. When I was three years old my parents wedged a violin under my chin. I loved it, it loved me, and then classical music ate up the next 15 years of my life.
But between practicing and lessons and concerts and competitions, I managed to fall in love with books, too. I was the girl who always had a novel tucked into her violin case, because I never knew when my mom was going to forget to pick me up from orchestra. In my mom’s defense, there were a lot of kids at a lot of different lesson. (My family: think Malcolm in the Middle meets The Sound of Music. Basically, musical hooligans.) Miraculously, I emerged from the pressure cooker of classical music nearly unscathed. The raging insomnia lives on, but I have learned to embrace it.
At age 18, I moved to the United States to attend Brigham Young University. I studied violin performance and English, because ever since my shameless plagiarism of the Velveteen Rabbit in third grade, I knew that I also wanted to write books. (And my literary masterpiece was so different, because it was about a stuffed owl.)
I loved every minute of my English classes, and even met my husband in one: Canadian Literature. I thought it would be interesting, and he thought it would be easy. I got an A. You’ll have to ask him what he got.
In the following years I lived the nomadic life, working the kinds of jobs one gets with a BA in English when one doesn’t live anywhere longer than eight months: waitress, knitting instructor (not kidding), substitute teacher, symphony violinist, and even high school English teacher in a particularly desperate town. And of course, all the while, I was writing.
Enter offspring. I can’t explain it, but having kids gave me the guts to write my first novel. Dozens of well-meaning mothers advised me to sleep when the baby sleeps. My books are the product of my inability to follow that good advice. Four books and four children deep, I still trade sleep for writing time, but I’m also a runner, a knitter, and a musician (always a musician!).