About the author

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PG Lengsfelder

As with any journey, life has offered me more twists and turns than I could have imagined. At seven, sure I was destined to be a fireman or a forest ranger, my parents gave me a toy printing press. I thought, I’ll put out a neighborhood newspaper. With a circulation of ten—at five cents a copy—I was hooked: I had readers. I’ve been writing ever since.

I began as a copywriter in a major New York advertising agency and co-authored the best-selling nonfiction book FILTHY RICH (Ten Speed Press). My first two novels BEAUTIFUL TO THE BONE and OUR SONG, MEMENTO MORI (Woodsmoke Publishing) met with critical acclaim, which told me I was on the right path. And, really, writing is my drug of choice.

I’ve written songs, I’ve written for numerous publications, my stories have been heard on National Public Radio and seen on CNN, Discovery Channel, and other national television. I’ve written and produced documentaries on AIDS, the environment, the NFL’s Oakland Raiders, and Bud Nathan’s bathroom remodel (no kidding).

Among my writing awards are a regional TV Emmy (plus four nominations), the 2021 Best Thriller Book Finalist award (BestThrillers.com), Frontier Tales Reader’s Choice Short Story Award.

I’m a member of the Mystery Writers of America and Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers. I believe that there are many things that can’t be seen, but that are real. When I can get away from my keyboard, there’s nothing better than being in nature. A BOUNTY OF BONE is my latest work.

Some people and things that make life worth living.

  • My daughter

  • Hikes in nature

  • My friends & family

  • Carlos Ruiz Zafón

  • Robertson Davies

  • Beryl Markham

  • David Sedaris

  • Ivan Doig

  • Monet

  • Krishnamurti

  • Rhythm & Blues

  • Harmonies

  • Steely Dan

  • The Skyliners

  • Boz Scaggs

  • Bear claws (without icing)

  • Tuna salad

  • Baseball (Go Giants!)

  • Bertolucci films

  • Jason Reitman films

  • Coen Brother films

  • Ram Dass

“Your children are not your children.
They are sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you.
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the make upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness.
For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He also loves the bow that is stable.”
― Kahlil Gibran