Lea McKee was born and raised in a small town north of Toronto where she spent the majority of her time reading books, jumping off train bridges, and sliding down snow-covered hills in garbage bags.

After working for three bookstores in her teen years, she began to write books of her own. Just after her eighteenth birthday, she left that small town and set off to see the world, armed with a few notebooks, and her favorite pen.

She currently lives abroad, perpetually in-transit, with her fiancée, who should’ve been born in 9th century Scandinavia, and their four-year-old daughter, who’s caught their wanderlust already.