Who she is…

Alison is a writer who doesn’t just feel things — she remembers them in the body.
Her relationship with words is instinctive, sensual, and utterly ungovernable. She writes the way some people love: fully, hungrily, without apology.

For years, the world tried to put her in smaller shapes — polite, manageable, “appropriate.”
It never worked.
What she’s making now isn’t just a blog; it’s the first place she’s allowed herself to speak without dimming a single watt.

This space was born from a long-held desire she carried quietly: to finally say the thing behind the thing. To name what others soften. To live out loud.
A book or screenplay may very well be on the cards (she’s already written one), but she needed a beginning that made room for rebellion, recollection, and the kind of honesty that refuses to behave.

A devoted companion to her four-legged soulmate (who endures her philosophical monologues in exchange for sporadic peanut butter), Alison writes with wit, yearning, and a clarity that slices straight through the polite surface of things.

If you’re looking for reflections with bite, heat, and a pulse — welcome in.
You’ve found the right woman.