About Kerrianne Coombes

About the Author

Kerrianne Coombes is the youngest of three siblings. Born in England in 19 *Cough cough*

Books became very important to her at a very early age. Having a book obsessed mum, made finding  all the greats, like Emma and Pride and Prejudice–and, of course, Anne of Green Gables–natural for her to read. The entire idea of being whipped into a new world, a new life was greatly appealing to a little girl who had far too much imagination to know what to do with.

Being the kid with braces, frizzy hair and awkward laugh, Kerrianne found she could be who she wanted to be as soon as she picked up a book.

After leaving school, she worked a groom with horses. Later, the lure of working in a dry, warm office yanked her away from the farms and the open air. But she never found a job that suited her as well as being a groom.

Though writing was something Kerrianne only started seriously after she had her babies, she has always written little stories and little poems–these were written more as a therapy when she needed to clear her mind, and usually, they were written at the office when she was supposed to be doing something mundane. 😉

“Writing was my procrastination when I worked in an office.”

But when her youngest went to school, Kerrianne found that the stories were busting to get out, and thats when she decided to dedicate more time to what was then, her hobby.

Fast forward seven years, and Kerrianne is usually found with a coffee in hand, her eyes glued to a computer screen, writing, editing or plotting.

Happy as a pig in poop. 

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