Agy Wilson was born in the outer reaches of Mongolia, to a Sherpa and a rogue Indian princess. She grew to be taller than any yak, faster than a three toed sloth, fairer than Helen of Troy. Not prettier, mind you, fairer. Okay, okay, she won't cheat as long as people are looking. And Helen of Troy? That should give you some idea of how OLD she really is!

Oh, alright, the entire last paragraph was a bald face lie, Agy's never been to Mongolia (though she knows what a yurt is and isn't afraid to use it), has never seen a Sherpa, a yak or a sloth. But hey, as a bald face liar, she figured she could write and at least try to get away with some of those bald face lies. And being an artist type, she could illustrate a bald face liar (probably would look a lot like her), should anyone want to see one.

What she actually does is lives in Maine with her husband, two children, a whole passel of animals wanting to be fed or taken out of doors, patiently waiting for her to finish writing or drawing whatever she's working on at the moment.

She writes mid-grades and young adult novels, and writes and illustrates picture books. She looks forward to finding future homes for her books. Then Agy can brag to all of her neighbors and friends about how her "kids" are doing. And maybe they'll buy her a yak or send her to Mongolia.