Author : Alma Alexander

Alma Alexander is a novelist, anthologist and short story writer who currently shares her life between the Pacific Northwest of the USA (where she lives with her husband and two cats) and the wonderful fantasy worlds of her own imagination. Born in a country which no longer exists on the maps, she has lived and worked in seven countries on four continents (and in cyberspace!), and the story of her life so far has included climbing mountains, diving in coral reefs, flying small planes, swimming with dolphins, touching two-thousand-year-old tiles in a gate out of Babylon.

the long and the short of it

so, over in bluesky… something. this guy trots in and gleefuly perpetuates a quiet old canard – that you practice by writing short stories and

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The Word World

so, how and when did you learn to read? Here’s my story – i was four years old and my mother was reading “Heidi” to

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Professional tumbleweed…

In the context of looking for something else entirely, I came upon a list, in my father’s handwriting,  listing  my family’s perambulations from 1960 to

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I can see clearly now…

A couple of the autumn/winter rains have been heavy, and have resulted in massive backsplash spatter on the doors of my office downstairs under the

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Houses with names

I am just in the process of reading a novel which is set in an English suburb in the years ‘twixt the two WOrld Wars,

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Fear is the mind killer…

The full famous quote from Frank Herbert’s “Dune” has Lady Jessica murmuring, “I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little death

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Well. Merry Christmas.

’tis the season. Merry Christmas, and all that. What have I been up to? well… this is a bad time of year. Ever since that

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Happy Halloween…

This first appeared a long time ago (in 2010) but I like to recycle it at the right time of the year, for those who

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Pedestals

…in particular, the idolization of creatives (writers, artists, people in the movie industry) who then in one way or another “fall from grace” and then

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Anthems

Perhaps because of the Olympics which are a particular spark point for national fervour – I mean you literally go there flagwaving, proud to REPRESENT

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Learning to breathe again

All my life writing has been life and breath to me (as anyone who evern knew me can attest). Poetry was my inheritance, passed onto

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