Writes
It has been a minute since I checked in, so I wanted to pop by with a little update on what I have been up to. Honestly, the writing itself has taken a bit of a back seat lately. Instead of drafting, I have been spending my time in a different kind of good company: Writing Hours over at ProWritingAid.… Continue reading A Quick Hello and a Little Update
There is a very specific kind of problem that happens when you are a writer. You get an idea. You think, Oh, that’s interesting. Then you write a little bit of it. And then a little more. And then, somehow, you look up three weeks later and realize you have been living in an entirely different book. Which is how… Continue reading I Forgot I Had a Blog
One Small Change Before This Book Goes Out Into the World If you’ve been following along, you might have seen me refer to book three of Inconveniently Haunted as Dead Reckoning. That title is retired now. The book you’ll actually be able to buy soon is called What Was Kept. Nothing about the story changed. Same house, same ghost, same… Continue reading What Was Kept
Historically speaking, making a public pledge is a dangerous game. People hold you to things. They expect results. You successfully defend a doctoral dissertation, and suddenly society expects you to have your life together forever. You spend a few years writing about supernatural oddities and urban fantasy, and people naturally assume you have a direct, working relationship with every spectral… Continue reading A Formal Declaration of Intent, A Treatise on Consistency, and a Mild Warning Regarding Your Inbox
Hi, friends. Welcome to the new home base. If you’ve followed me from Substack, thank you for making the move. If you’re brand new here, hello, I’m Harlo, and this little corner of the internet is officially where I’ll be talking books, sharing updates, and generally being a paranormal cozy weirdo in public. Grab some coffee (or a chicory blend,… Continue reading Welcome to the New Space
Love, Eventually The witch is still in the attic. I’m still writing. That’s the short version. Here’s the slightly longer one. Since the last post, I’ve stopped circling the map and actually started walking it. Obviously is in draft. Real chapters, real prose, nine of them plus two shorter chapters from a different point of view, which belongs to the… Continue reading A Novel in Which Everyone Knows Except the Two People It's Happening To
The answer was a witch in the attic eating crackers. Obviously. I solved a three-week creative crisis by inventing a woman who fakes her own death and then just… doesn’t leave. She moves into the attic. She stays there. Nobody tells her to. It is, weirdly, the most well-adjusted decision anyone in this book makes. Anyway. Let me back up.… Continue reading I Figured Out the Fern
Colette & Valentyne I’ve been working on a book for a while now. I have a full outline, twenty-one chapters, every beat mapped out. I know exactly what happens. I know who the characters are. I know how it ends. And I still don’t know what it is. Here’s the premise: Colette is a government archivist with a rare kind… Continue reading The Story That Doesn’t Know What It Is
I am figuring it out and you get to watch Here is something I have learned about myself recently: I contain multitudes. Specifically, I contain two very different writers who apparently share a brain and a coffee habit but not much else. Let me back up. The pause on book three Inconveniently Haunted was always going to be a trilogy.… Continue reading Two Writers Walk Into a Substack
