Evan J. Wilder writes cozy fantasy about the quiet courage it takes to choose where you belong. His debut novel, The Wandering Willow, follows a road-trader who has spent thirty-two years moving through a world of fading magic—until a dying town and a very insistent cat conspire to make her stop.
Evan is drawn to stories where the extraordinary hides in the ordinary: the warmth of a lamp on a rainy afternoon, the amber gaze of a cat who knows more than he lets on, a cup of tea placed in front of someone before they know they need it. He writes about found family, small-town magic, and the particular bravery of people who have been running long enough to suspect that somewhere, a road is trying to bring them home.
He believes that slow-burn hope is its own kind of magic—and that the best fantasy doesn't ask the world to change, only to be noticed.
When he's not writing, Evan can be found wandering country lanes, drinking an irresponsible amount of tea, and having one-sided conversations with cats who decline to answer.
