Hey, I’m Williamaye (aka Anne)—novelist, Novel Mentor, and general chaos wrangler. By day, I help keep things nominal at NASA (trust me, the irony isn’t lost on me). By night, I write fiction, coach fellow writers, and overshare plot twists—both real and imagined.

I lead the Houston chapter of the Historical Novel Society, where we gather to talk books, craft, and characters who absolutely refuse to behave. I’m also launching a new essay series here—The Never-Ending Love Life of Williamaye—about dating after 50, romantic delusions, and choosing yourself instead. (Spoiler: It gets honest.)

Whether you're a reader who loves behind-the-scenes drama and sneak peeks—or a writer searching for momentum and mentorship—this space is for you.

What happens here:

📖 Readers, this is your backstage pass.

Get early access to new fiction, deleted scenes, private voice notes, and the real-life chaos that inspires my stories.

✍️ Writers, come pull up a chair.

I share tools, tips, and the not-so-glamorous truth of building books from scratch.

💌Behind-the-scenes from my dual life (plus coffee-fueled rants)

📚Essays too personal (or too spicy) for Medium

🗝️Early access to digital downloads and story drafts

☕ Mentorship sessions and creative pick-me-ups—sometimes loud, always honest

And new for 2025:

The Writer’s Salon: A monthly gathering of story nerds and creatives. Bring your work, your questions, your chaos. We’ll figure it out together.

Because I’m still writing. Still rising. And still figuring it out—one scene, one stumble, one spark at a time.

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