BOOK TITLE: Hello Wall pitch to future publisher

BOOK TITLE: Hello Wall

Midlife and Menopause (Peppered With PMDD)

Salty Contemplation and Ruminating

(It’s good for you — shout it out.)

Foreword

To all the women, their mothers, and their daughters

who have been affected by hormonal fuckery.

But most of all, to Molly —

my strong,

shining,

fiercely funny daughter,

whose art and imagination light the world

as fiercely as she does.

(My artwork dedicated to her will go here.)

Whom my genetics handed PMDD with severity.

I salute you, my warrior daughter.

Not a day goes by when I don’t wish it was me, not you.

Footnote: Pitch to a publisher

Hello Wall is a raw, unfiltered, darkly funny exploration of midlife, menopause, and PMDD — a book that speaks directly to the millions of women navigating hormonal chaos with grit, humour, and zero apology. Through salty contemplation, ruminating honesty, and vivid storytelling, Alison dismantles the silence around hormonal suffering and replaces it with connection, clarity, and rebellion. This is a memoir‑manifesto for women who were never given the language for what their bodies were doing, and for the daughters inheriting the same storms. With a voice that is fierce, neurodiverse, maximalist, and unmistakably alive, Hello Wall offers solidarity, laughter, and the kind of truth‑telling that becomes a lifeline.

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