About Lynn Rush

New York Times & USA Today Bestselling Author, chocolate addict & ultra runner. Rep'd by Nicole Resciniti of The Seymour Agency

Bruises #TheRunningWriter



When I was a kid, I climbed a tree in the dead of winter—Minnesota winter—in a full on snow mobile suit.

Yeah. Those thick, puffy ones that you can’t really move around in. Just picture A Christmas Story.

Anyway. I did ok getting up there, right up until a branch cracked.

I’ll never forget the sound of that thing snapping. And then the feel of me floating through the air. It was a long twelve feet down.

Despite the padding, the landing hurt. Oh my gosh did it hurt. I looked at my friend, Shannon, and asked, “Am I dead?”

I can laugh now, but man, I was scared back then. I couldn’t breathe and my ribs ended up being bruised pretty good.

I’ll never forget that feeling of not being able to breathe. The wind got knocked out of me and I didn’t realize what was going on.

Life can do that you, too. It can knock you pretty hard—to the point of stealing your breath until you think you’re going to die.

Cling to your friends, your faith, and your loved ones to get you through. You are not alone. No matter what you’re facing, you can make it. You might have some bruises and feel like you can’t breathe a bit, but stay strong. You’ll get through it.

Possibilities #TheRunningWriter



I get asked all the time how I come up with my stories. What’s your inspiration? How do you think up those crazy ideas?

They seriously just come to me. I could be anywhere, anytime, doing anything when an idea hits.

It’s like a phrase pops in my head. Or a passing thought flutters through my consciousness.

For example, I’m out running and a bunny zips across the path. First, it scares the crap out of me, but then a thought shoots through my mind. Maybe a vampire just crawled out of the ground and scared it.

Or a branch cracks nearby and an idea comes to mind that it cracked because a giant stepped on it as it was trying to sneak up on me.

The only downside of an active imagination is that I sometimes freak myself out on the trails.

But it makes me run faster….

Most of the ideas that pop into my head don’t turn into novels, but that’s okay. I think the biggest thing is that I’m open to ideas. I think that’s what allows the ideas to come.

No matter what aspect of life, I think that if we’re open to possibilities that’s a good thing. It might open the door to new job opportunities, fun adventures, or chances to meet new people. If your eyes are open, looking for interesting things, that can make your day pretty interesting.

So what possibilities are you going to see today?

Find the rays #TheRunningWriter

Find the rays


Don’t you just love it when there are a few clouds out and the rays of sun break through them? It’s almost like a spotlight spilling over a specific part of the earth.

Lately, life’s been tough. Struggling with grief is real. It’s like a thick, dark cloud following me around. So I’ve got to look for the rays of sunlight as I process the grief. Otherwise the blahs can be a bit overwhelming.

My trails. I get to run my trails and see, first hand, the light pouring through the clouds. It gets my heart pumping. My legs burning.

My writing. I get to work on a wicked-awesome story with a wicked-awesome author. I’ve never done that before which leads to another adventure of plotting! I never plot out stories. I usually just write and write. But when you’re co-authoring….kinda need to plot. It’s been fun. Different, but fun.

Those are just two rays of the sun that keep me going. There are more, and if I keep looking for them, they break through the clouds.

What are your rays?

Sometimes you just gotta laugh #TheRunningWriter

Sometimes you just gotta laugh.


Life can be serious and hard, so remember to sit back and have a good laugh once in a while.

You might know I love to trail run by following me on social media. When I was a newbie, I was still figuring out what all the different sounds were out there in nature.

I was on a new trail and a cicada suddenly went off near me and I screamed like a girl, thinking it was a rattle snake! Scared the crap out of my running buddy.

I’m a bit of a disaster in the kitchen. I was making a soup from Rachel Ray’s quick and easy recipes. It called for one adobe chipotle, but I thought it meant one can.

My sweet hubby about burned off his taste buds trying it.

Sometimes you just have to laugh at yourself. Don’t take life so seriously.

What have you done that’s made you laugh out loud at yourself?