More Than You Ever Knew You Wanted to Know About Me
I figure, why write one thing when I can write several? So, in the tradition of all good fairy-tales, my bio comes in a package of three.
The Official Bio:
Kiersten White is the NYT Bestselling author of Paranormalcy and Supernaturally. She has one tall husband and two small children and lives near the ocean, where her life is perfectly normal. This abundance of normal led her to a fascination with all things paranormal, including but not limited to vampires, faeries, and pop culture. Kiersten was chosen as a 2010 Publishers Weekly Flying Start author, and Paranormalcy is a YALSA Teen Top Ten winner among other accolades. Visit her at www.kierstenwhite.com.
The Middle-Sized Bio:
Like most adults, I was once a teenager. However, I never outgrew it--literally. Standing at a daunting 4'11", I decided to write to my height peer group. Everyone knows that teenagers have more fun. Turns out writing for teenagers is more entertaining, too.
Born and raised in Utah, I was lucky enough to marry a native San Diegan and be adopted into the fish taco and beach culture. A stay-at-home mom and full-time writer (if you count scraping in whatever hours I can after my kids go to bed as full-time), I live with my wonderful husband and two adorable children in San Diego, CA. I'm currently twenty-eight, but that's bound to change next year.
Desperate for entertainment, I started writing shortly after having my first baby and haven't stopped since. Publishing with HarperTeen is quite literally a dream come true, and I can't get over how fortunate I am to be paid for doing what I love.
When I'm not writing, I enjoy blogging and reading anything I can get my hands on. Yeah, I probably need to branch out a bit in my hobbies.
The Start of a Horror Story Bio:
Later, the world would look back in wonder and terror, the portends lining up in a clear course pointing toward what was to come, and they would curse themselves for not seeing the signs sooner. But as far as a young couple expecting their second child was concerned, it was a May like any other in the Utah desert mountains.
The floods should have tipped them off.
When the baby was born, casually breaking her mother’s tailbone on the way out, they named her Kiersten after a great-great-grandmother and brought her home. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary until two weeks later, when they awoke to the brilliant sunshine of morning and looked at each other in horror, realizing they hadn’t heard the baby the entire night. Rushing to the nursery, choking on fear, they leaned over the side of the crib to find…an angelically sleeping infant.
They thought it was a good sign. They couldn’t have been more wrong...
Bonus! The Limerick Bio:
There once was a young lass named Kiersten,
Who...realized nothing at all rhymes with Kiersten. DANGIT Mom and Dad, how am I supposed to write this bio now?
Bonus! The Limerick Bio:
There once was a young lass named Kiersten,
Who...realized nothing at all rhymes with Kiersten. DANGIT Mom and Dad, how am I supposed to write this bio now?
