Author Wildwood Writer
This is is where I go to lay my bones among words, to let the feral thoughts breathe, and to turn the quiet violence of living into something that speaks back.
Books
Exploring the Depth of Human Emotion Through Prose and Poetry.
Sacred Ashes
Sacred Ashes is a collection of intimate, eighteen dark short stories that explore what remains after loss, where ruin becomes holy and surviving is its own quiet form of grace.
Hidden Relics
Hidden Relics is my latest poetry book, a collection that moves through the full spectrum of human emotion. Each poem uncovers what we tend to bury, love, grief, desire, anger, hope, like quiet treasures waiting to be found. These pieces honor feeling in all its forms, revealing the beauty and weight of what it means to be alive.
In The Quiet
In the Quiet is a poetry collection made of daily reflections from a restless, mad poetess. These poems are small confessions, intimate observations, and emotional fragments written in moments of silence and unraveling. They capture the shifting mind, the tenderness, and the chaos of living each day with feeling turned all the way up.
Free the Bird
Free the Bird is my debut poetry book, born from the aftermath of a major accident that altered the course of my life. These poems trace my healing journey from confinement to release, from trauma to resilience, capturing the slow, painful, and beautiful process of learning how to live again.
Requiem for the Clean
Requiem for the Clean is a book of poems written through the raw process of leaving opiates behind. It traces addiction without romance and recovery without neat resolutions, capturing the grief, withdrawal, fear, and fragile hope that come with becoming clean. These poems are a reckoning and a resurrection, a witness to the hardest part of healing and the courage it takes to choose life again.
Preguntas Frecuentes
I tend to read short story collections rapidly, one story after another in a day. Rarely does such a collection slow me down. This one has. Each story is written so beautifully, with words chosen with such care, sentences that breathe as stories themselves, themes once familiar but presented as new and vivid experiences.
I am still reading each story and pausing for a day or two to fully capture the emotions generated. Such astounding work. Her poetry, a pleasure I have come to hold dear, hinted at her talent, yet these stories are the culmination. Please purchase, read, and enjoy every moment within these pages.
George (Amazon Customer)
In this book of short stories — that often feel like deep and dark prose — the author touches deep layers of the human soul that most writers leave untouched and unspoken. Sentence after sentence, she captivates you—holding your attention tightly until the very last page.
This collection invites true self-contemplation and leaves no corner of your being in the shadows. It is written for those unafraid to dive into the depths, and for readers open to being surprised by the magic of words and the fearless truths they awaken in the heart.
A beautifully crafted, soul-stirring work that lingers long after you’ve finished reading. Highly recommended!
Amazon Customer
The genius of Wildwood Writer shines through again in her latest book “Hidden Relics”. It contains beautiful poetry and illustrations with undertones of the author’s own life experiences including struggle, heartbreak and victory. A must have for poetry lovers everywhere. “Hidden Relics” is among the best books of poetry I’ve ever read. My hat’s off to the author.
Wayne L. (Amazon Customer)
About Me
Wildwood Writer began the way most obsessions do, quietly and too early. I was six years old when I first learned that words could hold things my body didn’t know how to carry. I wrote before I understood grammar, before I knew what a poem was, before anyone told me there were rules for keeping secrets on paper. I wrote because something inside me needed a place to spill.
As a child, I didn’t see writing as art. It was shelter. It was the one room where I could lay everything down without being corrected. I filled pages the way other children filled pockets with stones, collecting feeling, hoarding meaning, afraid it might disappear if I didn’t mark it down somewhere permanent. Even then, I understood that silence could be dangerous and that language could save you if you learned how to bend it to your breath.
Wildwood Writer grew from that instinct. It is the continuation of a six-year-old’s refusal to stay quiet, a lifelong habit of turning inner weather into sentences. This is where I bring what is untidy, intense, and unresolved. Where emotion is allowed to breathe without apology. Where beauty is not required to behave. Writing has never been a choice for me. It has always been the way I survived myself.
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