About Me
It all started in a burial mound
Well, not really. It started in 1997 when I emerged a week late and began a long and treasured tradition of disappointing my parents.
In 2018, my recently acquired spouse and I stumbled upon some mistake fare to Scotland, scraped together our minimum wage college job savings, and backpacked through the Highlands and the stunning Orkney islands. Around this time, I’d been lamenting to him about the things I wished I saw more of in books.
Like many an author’s spouse before him, he said, “You should write it.”
And in the damp darkness of an Orcadian burial mound, Hala Freylisdotter popped into my head, and it all started.
I love to write stories that pull from real folklore and history – with particular love for my Norwegian heritage and my childhood in the Pacific Northwest. I love stories that feel like sea wind and rocky rivers and mossy forests. I love to sew together genres, walk in the grey area between tropes, and mix darkness and gentleness together.
My heart lives in writing for teens. As a former library-dwelling gremlin, I know firsthand the power of finding home in books.
So, I write for the boys who feel forgotten by the world, for the girls who can’t really decide who they are or want to be, for the lost kids and the lonely kids and everyone who lives between boxes.
I also like strawberry milk.
M.M. Williams 