Hello

I write about dogs. Mostly because mine won't stop giving me material.

I'm I.L. Williams, and I write mainly about how amazing and wonderful dogs are. From novels set across an Oslo winter, to a short story collection about a small-town vet, and even the occasional tale about a wolfdog who lived twenty thousand years ago. Underneath all of it is one stubborn belief: that our long alliance with dogs is one of the oldest and most valuable things we have, and worth writing about as if it matters. Because it does.

I live in rural Norway, between fjord and forest, with my family and one very opinionated dog named Mocca — half border collie, half water dog, and entirely obsessed with rescuing sticks from the fjord all summer long. She also steals food shamelessly and without remorse. This is her, with a stick, naturally.

If you'd like to join a community that celebrates dogs every day, come find me here.

Mocca, the author's dog, on the dock by the fjord in Norway

What I believe

  • Dogs change us. They're not just companions — they're catalysts. Quiet teachers in fur coats.
  • Story is how we say what we can't. The grief of saying goodbye. The joy of a wagging tail. Fiction can hold what conversation can't.
  • Heartwarming isn't soft. Real warmth is honest. It includes the hard parts and inspires emotion.