Lisa Wells

In search of answers and action, award-winning poet and essayist Lisa Wells brings us Believers, introducing trailblazers and outliers from across the globe who have found radically new ways to live and reconnect to the Earth in the face of climate change We find ourselves at the end of the world; how then shall we live? Like many of us, Lisa Wells has spent years overwhelmed by news of apocalyptic-scale climate change and a coming sixth extinction. She did not need to be convinced of the stakes. But what can be done? Wells embarked on a pilgrimage, seeking answers in dedicated communities—outcasts and visionaries—on the margins of society. Wells meets Finisia Medrano, an itinerant planter and misanthrope leading a group of nomadic activists to rewild the American desert. She finds a group of environmentalist Christians practicing "watershed discipleship" in New Mexico; another group in Philadelphia turning the tools of violence into tools of farming—guns into plowshares. She watches the world’s greatest tracker teach how to read a trail, and visits botanists who are restoring land overrun by invasive species and destructive humans. She talks with survivors of catastrophic wildfires in California as they try to rebuild in new ways that acknowledge the fires will come again. Blending reportage, memoir, history, and philosophy, Wells opens up seemingly intractable questions about the damage we have done and how we might reckon with our inheritance. “Brilliant in its quest . . . [and] an essential document of our time” (Charles D’Ambrosio), Believers demands transformation: If the Earth is our home, if our home is being destroyed—how then shall we live?

Making a Life at the End of the World

Believers

Inherited: One haunted house; One witch's manual; One mandatory 'to do' list.Not Inherited: One hunky neighbor; One memory-challenged ghost; One set of town gossips When down-on-her-luck costume designer Remington Smith receives a surprise inheritance, she must return to the town she swore to forget. And complete a list of mandatory projects. And learn to cast magic spells. Magic spells? Too bad the hunky guy next door keeps getting in the way. After a tornado ravages a small town, Jason Hart purchases ninety percent of the property as a cooperate training ground for Think Tank Innovations. But his first renovation crew quits. Then another. And another. They all say ghosts are running amok-and the whole town is hexed with an anti-love spell. Except Jason doesn't believe in ghosts or (anti) love spells. And given how drawn he is to his spunky new neighbor, that doesn't seem likely to change anytime soon. While Remington works to complete her inherited to-do-list, avoid falling for her playboy neighbor, and learn how to cast spells that don't backfire, she discovers a deadly mystery involving the orphanage where she grew up. A mystery so deadly that Jason starts trying to shove her out of town and out of his life. But Remington has never been good at taking orders.

Hexes and O's

One's playing a game. The other's keeping score. When wild-child Aggie Johansson shows up for an interview with the last person she’d ever want to work for, golden-boy entrepreneur Max Treadwell, she has one goal—to not be offered the position. While she hates to disappoint the two matchmaking grandmothers who’d pressed Max to hire her, she wants nothing to do with a pity job. Besides, the guy could easily win Mr. Pompous Ass of the year. The last thing Max wants is to offer Aggie a job. The woman, a mixture of bizarre and annoying, has gone through at least a half-dozen employers this year already. He might’ve promised Grandmother he’d hire her, but if Aggie doesn’t take it because he’s more than a little un-charming, that won’t be his fault. After all, his company is on the brink of a major land acquisition, and the last thing he needs is a screw-up as a personal assistant. With neither of them willing to disappoint their grandmothers, the interview becomes the stuff of legends, and somehow, before either can blink, they’re suddenly stuck working together. Aggie’s determined the only way out is to be the worst assistant ever and get fired... Max knows his grandmother would kill him if he fired Aggie, so he’ll just have to be so awful she quits... But what happens next, no one could have seen coming.

Aggie the Horrible vs. Max the Pompous Ass

Not every witch has a silver lining… Poppy’s wacky-wicked coven has destined her to be this generation’s good witch. An act necessary for them to spend eternity on All Hallowed Eve’s Island – heaven for the magical. Problem is, Poppy has zero desire to be the sacrificial good witch. And despite being sent to Wicked Anonymous three times a week to curb her love of a good caper, she still loves to hex. After a frustrating W.A. meeting, she has one margarita too many and is lured into a Deal with the Devil. He’ll help her escape her New York coven and relocate to the accepting small town of Knotty, MO. Things are fabulous until the devil calls in his IOU. To pay him, she must square off with an annoying man she recently banished from her haunted coffee shop. Devlon Carter Thorn, NY Times Best Selling Author of Paranormal Thrillers, once, at a low point in his life, asked the Devil for a heart that could never love again. He got that plus a personality women can’t resist. While vacationing in Knotty, MO, Devlon discovers it’s time to pay the Devil his due. What the Devil demands pits him against the town’s self-proclaimed wicked witch. She's the grumpiest woman he's ever met and completely immune to his devilish charms. Forget playing fair when your eternal ever-after is on the line.

Cup of Spirits

The Manhattan Knitters’ Club invites you to apply to join them for Friday Night Knit Club. If approved, and that’s a big IF, you agree to bring the following to each meeting: tiara, bottle of wine, and knitting supplies. By day, Wendy Travis is a stone-cold-accurate proofreader of contracts for individuals whose deeds bend toward the peculiar. By night, she’s the out-of-date fashionista president of the Manhattan Knitters’ Club. The club’s motto: What happens at knit club stays at knit club! When the new upstairs neighbor interrupts her sleep with his nocturnal shenanigans, she’s suddenly not so accurate in her job. With the backup of her knitting friends, she confronts Mr. Can’t Keep It In His Pants. Land developer, Jackson Adler, is in the wrong place at the…right time. When a posse of tiara-wearing, needle-wielding misfits—including one very animated, very sexy, and slightly tipsy woman—mistake him for the tenant of Apartment 5C, he doesn’t correct their error. Instead, he suggests a quid pro quo agreement. He’ll pipe down if Wendy agrees to buy him at an upcoming bachelor-auction…on his dime of course. Wendy counters wither her own quid pro quo offer because she intends to find out if those late-night moans and squeals of pleasure are fake—or stone-cold accurate responses. Conventional? No. Worthwhile? Time will tell.

Her Night In Shining Armani

Inherited: One haunted house; One witch’s manual; One mandatory ‘to do’ list. Not Inherited: One hunky neighbor; One memory-challenged ghost; One set of town gossips When down-on-her-luck costume designer Remington Smith receives a surprise inheritance, she must return to the town she swore to forget. And complete a list of mandatory projects. And learn to cast magic spells. Magic spells? Too bad the hunky guy next door keeps getting in the way. After a tornado ravages a small town, Jason Hart purchases ninety percent of the property as a cooperate training ground for Think Tank Innovations. But his first renovation crew quits. Then another. And another. They all say ghosts are running amok—and the whole town is hexed with an anti-love spell. Except Jason doesn’t believe in ghosts or (anti) love spells. And given how drawn he is to his spunky new neighbor, that doesn’t seem likely to change anytime soon. While Remington works to complete her inherited to-do-list, avoid falling for her playboy neighbor, and learn how to cast spells that don’t backfire, she discovers a deadly mystery involving the orphanage where she grew up. A mystery so deadly that Jason starts trying to shove her out of town and out of his life. But Remington has never been good at taking orders.

Paranormal Romantic Comedy

Michelle Robinson

Only One of Me: A Love Letter From Mum

Only One of Me is the product of Lisa's lifelong love of writing and friendship with award-winning children's author Michelle Robinson. The two collaborated on this tender and moving rhyming poem, with charming illustrations by Tim Budgen, which is both a love letter to Lisa's own daughters and a testament to the unwavering strength of parental love, a timeless message for families facing the challenges of bereavement.The Only One of Me project grew from Lisa's determination to leave a lasting legacy for her daughters and her desire to help other families rally against the difficulties of loss. Her activities have raised thousands for charity and huge public support through JustGiving has enabled the publication of these beautiful books. Sadly Lisa passed away in August 2019.

A Love Letter from Dad

Only One of Me

"Poet and essayist Lisa Wells takes us on a pilgrimage to the margins, where trailblazers and outliers imagine new ways to live and reconnect to the Earth in the face of climate change"--

Does dim ond un Lisa Wells. Cafodd Lisa ddiagnosis o ganser terfynol yn y coluddyn a'r afu yn Rhagfyr 2017. A hithau'n benderfynol o adael gwaddol o gariad i'w merched, ac wedi'i hysbrydoli gan gariad gydol oes at sgwennu, cyd-weithiodd Lisa a'r awdur llyfrau plant arobryn Michelle Robinson i greu Does Ond Un Fel Fi. Llythyr cariad i ferched Lisa ei hun yw'r gerdd dyner hon, wedi'i ddarlunio gan Catalina Echeverri, ond mae hefyd yn fynegiant o gryfder di-syfl cariad rhiant at blentyn, ac yn crynhoi neges oesol i bob teulu sy'n wynebu'r heriau o golli rhywun annwyl.

Llythyr Caru Oddi Wrth Mam

Does Ond Un Fel Fi

Does dim ond un Lisa Wells. Cafodd Lisa ddiagnosis o ganser terfynol yn y coluddyn a'r afu yn Rhagfyr 2017. A hithau'n benderfynol o adael gwaddol o gariad i'w merched, ac wedi'i hysbrydoli gan gariad gydol oes at sgwennu, cyd-weithiodd Lisa a'r awdur llyfrau plant arobryn Michelle Robinson i greu Does Ond Un Fel Fi. Llythyr cariad i ferched Lisa ei hun yw'r gerdd dyner hon, wedi'i ddarlunio gan Tim Budgen, ond mae hefyd yn fynegiant o gryfder di-syfl cariad rhiant at blentyn, ac yn crynhoi neges oesol i bob teulu sy'n wynebu'r heriau o golli rhywun annwyl.

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It’s not forever. It’s not freaking forever. What’s a witch to do when her magic’s been hacked and her tongue wickedly cursed! No matter how hard Eloise Redd concentrates on keeping her thoughts to herself, she blurts them. The only option is to lie low and wait for the hacker’s ransom note —and hope the demands aren’t too steep. In the meantime, she hides out in a haunted town as a palm reader. What could possibly go wrong reading palms? Jeffrey Bales, Chief Operating Officer of Think Tank Innovations, is excellent at peopling. What he’s not good at is fending off a multitude of women convinced he’s their souls’ missing puzzle piece. This thanks to the town’s magical palm reader. A woman whose mouth should come with a hazard warning. He has no choice but to turn his charms on her to silence those wayward words. Just a tiny, fake relationship should work… Unless it takes place under the roof of a bewitched house. One determined to bind them together eternally. That ransom demand can’t arrive soon enough. What if this is forever?

It's a Curse Thing

The Only One of Me project grew from Lisa's determination to leave a lasting legacy for her daughters and her desire to help other families rally against the difficulties of loss. Her activities have raised thousands for charity and huge public support through JustGiving has enabled the publication of these beautiful books.

Only One of Me - Dad

The Proposal: Adeline Rigby will live with Accountant Jack Foster and pretend to be his fake fiancée for one month in order for him to seal a promotion to partner. In return, Accountant Jack Foster will intimately tutor Adeline Rigby in French before she leaves for Paris where she will fulfill her dream of attending Le Cordon Bleu. The Terms: 1. Maintain distance. Three get-to-know-you dates before announcing their engagement will be tempting enough. 2. No kissing. Okay, fine. Three kisses. Maybe four. And neck kisses don’t count. 3. No touchy feely stuff. Or at least not too many public displays of touchy-feely stuff. 4. No sex. 5. All right, all right. One night of sex in order to be a believable engaged couple. 6. Two nights of mind-blowing sex to make sure first night wasn’t a fluke. 7. Absolutely, positively, no falling in love. Each book in the Off-the-Wall Proposal series is a standalone, full-length story that can be enjoyed out of order. Series Order: Book #1 The Seduction of Kinley Foster Book #2 The Attraction of Adeline

The Attraction of Adeline

Proceeding from Hélène Cixous’s charge to “kill the false woman who is preventing the live one from breathing,” The Fix forges that woman’s reckoning with her violent past, with her sexuality, and with a future unmoored from the trappings of domestic life. These poems of lyric beauty and unflinching candor negotiate the terrain of contradictory desire—often to darkly comedic effect. In encounters with strangers in dive bars and on highway shoulders, and through ekphrastic engagement with visionaries like William Blake, José Clemente Orozco, and the Talking Heads, this book seeks the real beneath the dissembling surface. Here, nothing is fixed, but grace arrives by diving into the complicated past in order to find a way to live, now. “Woman Seated with Thighs Apart” Often I am permitted to return to this kitchen tipsy, pinned to the fridge, to the precise instant the kiss smashed in. When the jaws of night are grinding and the double bed is half asleep the snore beside me syncs to the traffic light, pulsing red, ragged up in the linen curtain. I leak such solicitous sighs to asphalt, slicked with black ice, high beams speed over my body whole while the drugstore weeps its remedy in strident neon throbs— I doubt I’ll make it out. It’s a cold country. It’s the sting of quarantine. It’s my own two hands working deep inside the sheets.

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