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Kate Hardie
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Bard of the juice box years. Occasionally funny, often tired.

Science 🔬 sewing 🪡 momming ☕ laughing at memes 😂 television 📺

#IndieWriter #Romance #BluePit #Querying #Q
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Ever been on a not-date that’s obviously a date? Gavin and Mel have, too. Come be a fly on the wall for their totally-not-a-date. #WIPSnips #AfterTheEnd 🍁☕️📖
On a background of autumn leaves, red and orange, blurred out against green, text in cream font. After the End, Written by Kate Hardie “So Mel, can you tell me more about the store you work at?” I ask, genuinely curious. I’m a scientist at heart, so I don’t know a lot about metaphysical things. She laughs. “Of course I can! It’s a shop that sells various objects like… you know, crystals, rocks, tarot cards, that kind of thing. Vaguely witchy stuff, too. Little cauldrons and bundles of sage. It’s interesting.” I sit, trying to absorb this. That sounds a little like bullshit. “I can see the wheels turning,” Mel laughs at me, shaking her head. “I know, it sounds like a bunch of woo-woo garbage. But the way I see it is—if it brings someone comfort, or helps someone to manage their worldview, who am I to stop them?” Querying Fall 2025 #WIPSnips
September 26, 2025 at 12:11 AM
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Today’s #WIPSnips word is “outside”. This is a piece of a short story WIP, working title When the Moon is Heaviest.

#ShortStory #CanadaWrites #WriteSky #AmWriting #FromLuna
A deep purple background, with a crescent moon in the lower right corner. In cream coloured sans serif font, the quote from the short story When the Moon is Heaviest: “It’s going to be okay, you know. Where you see the moon, there is always hope. And I should know, I’m an expert. When is the moon heaviest? When it’s full. -Luna” A tear wets my cheek, hot and uninvited. Hope. A foreign concept in these gloomy days. We go outside for a walk, feeling lonely but never alone.
September 11, 2025 at 12:00 AM
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🍁 After the End

A novel about grief, French toast, slow-burn healing, and intimacy that sneaks up on you, latte in hand.

Written by Kate Hardie, who is me.

In the meantime, please enjoy this totally legit movie poster.

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A mock movie poster for a novel titled _After the End_ by Kate Hardie. The top of the poster features autumn maple leaves and mock award badges reading “Best Debut Novel” and “Most Original Meet-Cute”. The central tagline says, “In the shadow of grief, love turns transformative.” Below, two people sit at a counter, holding rustic ceramic mugs, hands reaching for each other. The tender moment suggests intimacy and connection. The bottom includes satirical blurbs like “A triumph” —your mom, probably, and “Radiant” —me. The poster ends with “Querying Fall 2025”.
August 16, 2025 at 11:05 AM
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Our former-model-now-widower Gavin needs some help going on dates. It doesn’t quite go how he’d hoped. #WIPSnips #WIP #WritersOfBluesky #AfterTheEnd #Q #WF #WritingCommunity #MultiPOV #WhatComesAfterTheEnd?
Black text over a soft floral background. Three pink camellias bloom in the foreground, with soft greenery and additional flowers, out of focus, in the background. The word “search” is circled in burgundy. Text follows: Oh God, don’t do it. I do it. I google “What comes after a first date?” and find myself in endless Reddit posts of relationships and awkward next steps. Jesus Christ, this is a new low. But…it’s a little bit helpful. There are some good tidbits in there, like what not to do. There’s one man who said he texted 13 times in a row, not waiting for a response. The first comment to him is “Big oof, bro.” It’s not wrong. I already knew that though. I need some posts with more nuance. I search “first date widow”. Huge mistake. I’m gonna need brain bleach after that.
July 19, 2025 at 2:51 PM
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After the End

A novel by Kate Hardie

Excerpt:
Black text over a soft floral background. Three pink camellias bloom in the foreground, with soft greenery and additional flowers, out of focus, in the background. Text follows: Gavin returns to the table, carrying two large mugs. He sets one down in front of me, saying, “They made you some really pretty latte art. I tried to be careful carrying it over so you’d get to see it.” It’s a flower, in shades of golden brown. It really is beautiful, and I appreciate that he noticed it for me. His coffee has one, too, and I say, laughing, “They made you one, too!” We both laugh, and he says, “Well, yes. But I didn’t think you’d find that one as exciting.” His blue eyes twinkle at me as he says it. *Oh boy, I definitely wasn’t expecting to feel like this so soon. *denotes italics
July 13, 2025 at 11:49 AM
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After the End

A novel by Kate Hardie

An emotionally intelligent exploration of grief, rebirth, and rediscovery after unimaginable loss, told in multi POV. For fans of slow burns, cozy autumn vibes, and sexy former models with good skincare routines and/or witches.
Black text over a soft floral background. Three pink camellias bloom in the foreground, with soft greenery and additional flowers, out of focus, in the background. Text follows: After the End They connect over coffee, grief, and what they’ve lost. Mel and Gavin weren’t looking for love—but life had other plans. (Work in Progress, 80-90,000 words, Querying) Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash.
July 13, 2025 at 11:40 AM
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We ride at dawn. #GnomeArmy #Backyard
Three garden gnomes, one with a Viking helmet and riding a highland cow, peering across the battlefield through binoculars. He is flanked by two gnomes in pointed hats. One is in a green hat, holding a butterfly, and the other is in a red hat, holding a ladybug.
June 9, 2025 at 3:10 PM
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I thought I could stay the same.
But I didn’t.
I became.

#Matrescence #PoetryOfMotherhood #StrongAsAMother #GriefAndGrowth #GentleRage #MotherhoodUnfiltered #WritingThroughIt #PostpartumPoetry #CreativeMothers #IAmBecoming #LossMomsAreMoms
A poem on a background of a painted lady butterfly: I let it happen I swore I wouldn't I'll still be me, I said. I'll still be the artist The scientist The messy adventurer At first it felt possible Or I was delusional. Exhausted. Depressed. So diminished I couldn't see The power The hint of butterfly wings. A poem on a background of a painted lady butterfly: My brain hadn't caught up. That I hadn't changed. I'd become. A new evolution A quiet rewiring A subtle rebellion Born in matrescence. I was too tired to see -- yet. But as we grow together, Theu need less of me And I get more. A poem on a background of a painted lady butterfly: I reclaim my power. My creative force. My iPad. (Seriously, have one that's just yours.) My sleep. And I embrace the shift From fuzzy caterpillar Into glasswing butterfly. Beautiful. Deceptively delicate. Strong. Not strong for a girl. Strong as a mother. -Kate Hardie
May 10, 2025 at 5:16 PM
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Twas a wicked one!
April 30, 2025 at 8:39 PM
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April 20, 2025 at 8:42 PM