I have always been an adventurer. When I was a kid growing up in Australia, I was fascinated by the natural world. You'd likely find me looking under rocks, climbing trees, making bird calls, and since I was an only child, having imaginary adventures. When I wasn't outside, I was drawing or poring through books—fiction, non-fiction, the atlas, whatever I could get my hands on. Today, I still love each of these things as much as I did then.
So, I’m very grateful to have made a career that involves helping others bring their books to fruition while I’ve continued to write, illustrate, and spend time in nature as often as I could. Yet it has always seemed to me that a combination of all the things I love—nature/wilderness, writing, illustrating, discovery, and adventure—would be the very best sort of career to have. (I dreamed of it but didn’t know how to make it real.)
But in going to Antarctica twice in an Outreach role, I have finally lived exactly the experience I've dreamed of and in the most powerful ways. These experiences have provided a life-changing shift in perspective, my interests, and my dreams from this point forward.
I am currently writing a middle grade nonfiction science adventure book, writing and illustrating a lyrical nonfiction picture book inspired by my Antarctic journeys, and seeking my next Antarctic adventure.