Ask the Author: Mira Hadlow
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Mira Hadlow
From the emotional hangover of all the situationships I barely survived and absolutely should not have entered in the first place.
It’s basically a field guide to every threshold I’ve stood in, kissed in, or catastrophically misjudged.
It’s basically a field guide to every threshold I’ve stood in, kissed in, or catastrophically misjudged.
Mira Hadlow
Usually by making one questionable life choice and then harvesting the emotional fallout like a Victorian widow with a notebook.
If that fails, I sit very still until a memory, a mistake, or a fantasy taps me on the shoulder with a “wyd?”
If that fails, I sit very still until a memory, a mistake, or a fantasy taps me on the shoulder with a “wyd?”
Mira Hadlow
Several manuscripts, three emotional autopsies, and at least one poem that’s basically foreplay with line breaks.
Also a book about ferocious accountability, because apparently the universe thinks I should stop dating men who treat introspection like a food allergy.
Also a book about ferocious accountability, because apparently the universe thinks I should stop dating men who treat introspection like a food allergy.
Mira Hadlow
Finish things. Then ruin them with edits until they hurt in the right places.
Read more than you write, stop trying to sound “smart,” and for the love of language, don’t wait until you’re healed to make art. The work is the healing, not the prize you get after.
Read more than you write, stop trying to sound “smart,” and for the love of language, don’t wait until you’re healed to make art. The work is the healing, not the prize you get after.
Mira Hadlow
Weaponized noticing. I get to turn grief, lust, and bad decisions into books, then call it a career instead of “concerning behavior.”
Mira Hadlow
I call it what it usually is: fear in a fancy coat. Then I lower my standards, have a torrid affair with someone terrible for me, write something utterly awful on purpose, and keep going until it accidentally stops being trash.
Mira Hadlow
“You were right,” they said. “But I stayed anyway.”
Mira Hadlow
Drop me into any world with a decent library, questionable gods, and a tavern where the bartender doesn’t ask follow-up questions.
I’d probably end up counselling minor characters, flirting with the villain, and stealing notebooks from the chosen one.
I’d probably end up counselling minor characters, flirting with the villain, and stealing notebooks from the chosen one.
Mira Hadlow
Whatever is currently in a dangerous stack beside my bed: usually a rotating mess of poetry, trauma theory, and women being unhinged in elegant prose.
More specifically: some re-reads, some craft books I’ll lovingly highlight and still ignore, and at least one novel that ruins me on page 73.
More specifically: some re-reads, some craft books I’ll lovingly highlight and still ignore, and at least one novel that ruins me on page 73.
Mira Hadlow
How I survived my twenties without either catching fire or getting canonized is frankly a four-part series.
Also, there’s the ongoing unsolved mystery of “Why do I keep falling in love with people who think ‘emotional literacy’ is a niche hobby?
Also, there’s the ongoing unsolved mystery of “Why do I keep falling in love with people who think ‘emotional literacy’ is a niche hobby?
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