Lynn’s book addiction was diagnosed in childhood. Books took her to faraway places and through historic periods in which she became an empress, an explorer, or an epidemiologist—without leaving the shade of an elm tree.

Then life interrupted her fascination with fiction. She wrote for her junior-high, high-school, and university newspapers before an award-winning detour through journalism and advertising. She relapsed into fiction when she retired early to the Rocky Mountains.

Reading, travel, and experience enrich her mystery and suspense manuscripts, which are driven by gutsy, mature women not afraid to poke fun at themselves and the rest of the world. Lynn has waded out of an African river swollen by the Big Rains. Cowered in Israeli archaeological digs accompanied by heavy-artillery rounds in Syria and machine-gun fire in Lebanon. Explored Machu Picchu after training with an Incan shaman. Cruised the Amazon and its tributaries after tossing a tarantula from her skiff. Fought a twelve-hundred-pound bear—one genome from a grizzly—for a salmon on the end of her line in Alaska. (The bear won.)

She is a member of the Explorers Club (an international, multidisciplinary society founded in 1904 to advance field research and preserve the instinct to explore), International Thriller Writers, Mystery Writers of America, Women Writing the West, Sisters in Crime, and DAR (Daughters of the American Revolution).

Lynn lives on a mountaintop with her husband of thirty-two years, an immortal twenty-five-year-old tabby cat, and whatever predator wanders through the meadow. She’s passionate about archaeology and history, women’s issues and the environment. She’s a world-class angler, a competent wing-shooter, a spastic cross-country skier, and a dirt-encrusted gardener.