Alison Wells Author

(Here is the true but amusing life tale of trying too hard as parents to do everything. This is back in 2005, when 3 of the 4 were born and were all under 5.) It was forty minutes to the parade and the homemade boat float wasn’t finished. He was painting it in ‘Forest Green’…

         All that summer she long jumped over wide gaps in the harvested bog. There was nothing to do. Her skin was a vessel for the sun, a honeycomb of cells filled with nectar, the throbbing of insects, the humming of bees.             She begins a good way back. She can usually find some…

Does truly great literature have to take after Darth Vader? Does it have to come from the dark side? Do we need to examine sorrow, adversity, the underbelly, the river of tears, the filth and the madness before we can be taken seriously? Books of the ‘light and fluffy’ kind will never be considered literature.…

If you haven’t already, make your way to the wonderful Year Zero Writers website, a collective of writers who aim to engage with their readers as much as possible by posting often and by offering free downloads of their work.  Recently they invited others to post Valentines on a literary theme. Here is my creation.…

Hello lovely peeps and thank you so much for all the wonderful good wishes for my birthday and most importantly for your generosity in crafting all the forty word stories. I now have the pleasure of announcing the winners from the following shortlist. FORTY WORD SHORTLIST (in no particular order) Ed Hickey: The woman took…

Tens of thousands of writers today braved sub zero temperatures as they sat at their desks to continue to work on their manuscripts. ‘Their commitment is startling’ said one agent who told me that she continued to receive the usual number of queries and submissions despite the treacherous conditions. In fact, it has been reported…