© 2019 Elise Atchison

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Unearthing Paradise: Montana Writers in Defense of Paradise

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Artists Field Guide to Greater Yellowstone

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


An Elk River Books Reader: Livingston and Billings Area Writers

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Montana Quarterly

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Elk River Arts & Lectures

 

 

 

 

Biography

 

 

“Life is but a continual succession of opportunities for surviving." Gabriel Garcia Marquez

 

                                                                                                                                        

Elise Atchison has lived most of her life in an off-the-grid cabin on the edge of the Absaroka-Beartooth Wilderness in Montana. She received a B.A. in English/Writing Emphasis from Montana State University. Much of her work focuses on the changing western landscape and how those changes affect the land and the people who live there. She is interested in exploring the many ways we relate to the natural world, the many ways we relate to each other, and how the two are fundamentally intertwined.

 

Elise Atchison’s novel-in-stories, Crazy Mountain, is forthcoming from Sowilo Press. Crazy Mountain won the Eludia Award, the Barbara Deming Award, and was a finalist for other awards. Atchison’s short stories and essays have appeared in Montana Quarterly, Silk Road Review, Cutthroat Journal, South Dakota Review, Terrain Magazine, Artists Field Guide to Greater Yellowstone, An Elk River Books Reader, Reflections West Radio, and elsewhere.

 

 

“I am a frayed and nibbled survivor in a fallen world, and I am getting along. I am aging and eaten

and have done my share of eating too. I am not washed and beautiful, in control of a shining world

in which everything fits, but instead am wandering awed about on a splintered wreck I’ve come to

care for, whose gnawed trees breathe a delicate air, whose bloodied and scarred creatures are my

dearest companions, and whose beauty beats and shines not in its imperfections but

overwhelmingly in spite of them, under the wind-rent clouds, upstream and down.”

Annie Dillard