When I was 2 years old, my parents took my older sister and I on a holiday to Fiji’s Plantation Island. I don’t remember much but I’m constantly told it was agony – mostly for them. On the second day, I cut my foot on a shell – something that only took a couple of days to heal. Staying true to my drama queen aesthetic I decided I would not be walking for the rest of the holiday and would need to be carried everywhere.

So that is where it all began. I’m still just as dramatic – just ask my boyfriend how enjoyable our 8-hour hike in New Hampshire was. Since then I’ve been to 4 continents, 15 countries and countless cities. I’ve studied abroad and spent all my savings on one in a lifetime experiences.

Home is an hour south of Sydney, where farmland meets the sea. When I’m not writing or on the 9-5 grind you’ll find me riding my horses, soaking up sun at the beach, hitting the slopes or jet-setting across the world in search of a new adventure.

Happy Reading x