When Pam was five, her mother walked her to the public library, led her to the mystery section, and said, “Pick out some books.” That half hour began her life of crime. Since the mysteries she enjoyed as a child are no longer with us, she invents her own based on what she does best—exaggerate reality and ride a bike. When she is not writing, Pam can be found cycling, swimming, playing wishful gardener, reading Scientific American, and wandering with the other wildlife in the Rockies.
