Author name: Roger Hyttinen

Self-Publishing as a Queer Author: What They Don’t Tell You (But Probably Should)

extremely handsome young man short hair writing at desk

First of all, a little disclaimer: in this post, I talk about my own experiences and what I learned. These may be completely different from your own experiences and/or beliefs. And that’s fun. I’m just letting you know where I’m coming.

Okay, now that that’s out of the way…

So, here’s the thing nobody tells you when you gleefully hit “publish” on your first self-published queer novel and think I’m gonna be the next Casey McQuiston and everyone will love me and we’ll all ride off into the rainbow sunset together — the indie publishing world is basically a scrappy underground speakeasy where you have to knock three times and whisper a secret code just to get your foot in the door. And then once you’re in? Someone hands you a broom, points to a dusty corner, and you realize oh this isn’t the party at all, I actually work here.

Don’t get me wrong — I love being a queer indie author. I love being able to put out stories where the gay detective actually survives chapter three and doesn’t spend twenty pages angsting in a dark alleyway. I love writing about trans necromancers and bisexual vampire therapists without some agent telling me to tone it down because “the mainstream market might not get it.” But wow…nobody warned me about the amount of hustling and emotional whiplash that comes with it.

Let’s start with the niche audience thing. In theory, niche audiences sound great. You find your people, you write for them, and you all vibe. In reality, it sometimes feels like screaming into a void that only echoes back “thanks but I only read omegaverse selkie romance”. You can write the best paranormal noir featuring a broody gay detective and a haunted speakeasy (yes, I’m absolutely calling myself out), but unless you manage to put that book in front of the exact person who wanted “1930s Chicago + ghosts + slightly traumatized but emotionally available gay men,” they might never even know it exists.

And that’s where the hustle part kicks in. You become a one-person marketing department: designing graphics even though you barely know how Canva works (I happen to know Photoshop, so I’m lucky there), writing newsletter copy at 2am, trying to figure out how BookTok trends even happen, and posting memes on Bluesky in the hope that people think “haha that’s funny, maybe I should check out his books.” There’s nothing quite like watching someone like your spicy gay meme…but completely ignore the actual buy link you posted directly underneath it, like it’s cursed.

Also, the algorithms absolutely do not care about you. They care about engagement. They care about likes and shares and comments, sure, but only if they happen at precisely 2:37pm on a Tuesday when the moon is in Virgo or some nonsense. One time I spent three hours crafting a post about queerfound family in SFF and it got two likes (one of them was my own mother). Then I posted a blurry photo of my desk and wrote “lol my brain is soup” and suddenly it reached a thousand people. Make it make sense.

Let’s not forget about the gatekeeping disguised as “advice.” Oh, you want to write queer horror? “Well, that doesn’t sell, you should add a female love interest to make it more appealing to everyone.” Thinking about having your gay MC actually stay with his boyfriend? “Maybe consider a bittersweet ending instead, people like trauma arcs.” (Yes, people have actually said this to me.) Sometimes the indie world can feel just as gatekeep-y as traditional publishing, except instead of editors, it’s random Facebook group folks telling you that your book is “too specific.”

But…there’s a beautiful side, too. Like the reader who messages you out of the blue and says “hey, I’d never seen anyone write a queer autistic character in a cozy witch book before and it made me cry in a good way.” Or the moment you realize your tiny little niche audience is actually full of incredibly loyal, passionate people who will read every single thing you put out and scream about it to anyone who will listen. There’s a real sense of community over competition, especially within queer indie circles. People share resources, cross-promote, and hype each other up in a way that still makes me kind of emotional (and maybe a bit feral).

And here’s something I really wish someone had told me upfront: you’re allowed to grow slowly. You don’t have to hit bestseller lists in week one. You don’t have to churn out five books a year or drop $2,000 on ads just to be seen as “serious.” There’s something ridiculously powerful about writing the stories you actually want to write and letting your audience build organically over time — even if it sometimes feels like you’re just yelling into the fog with a megaphone made out of cardboard.

So yeah. Self-publishing as a queer author sometimes feels like trying to sell handmade zines out of the trunk of your car at a farmer’s market where nobody actually came for books at all. But every now and then someone walks by, picks one up, and says “oh wow, this is exactly the thing I didn’t know I needed.” And that, honestly, makes the whole chaotic hustle worth it.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go design yet another Instagram post that says “buy my gay book, I swear it’s good.”


When a werewolf’s bite changes everything, a prince must choose between his crown and his heart.

Prince Norian’s life is shattered in an instant—attacked by a werewolf under a dark sorcerer’s command, he’s thrust into a world he never knew existed. Desperate for a cure, he journeys to the hidden village of Norbury, seeking the legendary Queen of Werewolves.

Instead, he finds Kalen—a mysterious Beta whose very presence ignites something primal within him. As Norian learns to control the wolf inside, he discovers he’s not just any lycanthrope—he’s an Alpha, destined to lead. But with great power comes an impossible choice.

When the evil sorcerer Vadok murders Norian’s father and seizes the throne, Norian must decide: Will he claim his cure and reclaim his human kingdom, or embrace his true nature and fight alongside his destined mate?

With a pack of fierce lycans at his back and the full moon rising, Norian faces his greatest battle yet. But some enemies are closer than he knows, and some secrets run deeper than blood.

In a world where magic and destiny collide, love might be the most dangerous gamble of all.

Norian’s Gamble delivers heart-pounding action, steamy romance, and a hero who must choose between the crown he was born to wear and the pack he was meant to lead.

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Let’s Stop Dragging Yesterday Into Today

Young man holding sign that reads "Leave the Past Behind"

Today, I’m chatting about this Ralph Waldo Emerson quote that I love:

“Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.”

…and honestly? It might just be the emotional life raft we all need right now. I mean, how many of us (myself included) crawl into bed at night replaying every awkward thing we said, all the chores we didn’t get to, and that one tiny typo we posted online that nobody but us even noticed?

Emerson’s basically yelling from the 19th century, “Stop marinating in your screw-ups!”

The Blunders Happen (And They Usually Don’t Matter)

Let’s be real: some blunders and absurdities creep in pretty much every single day. The other day, I sent an email to my editor with the subject line “Final Manuscript!!!” (three exclamation points… why??) and then immediately realized I had attached the wrong file. Like, instead of my perfectly polished draft, I attached a version with half-written scenes and notes like “INSERT SOMETHING CLEVER HERE.”

Did I panic? Yes.
Did I crawl under my desk and think about moving to a remote island? Also yes.
Did anyone die? …No.

Emerson would probably shake his head, pat me on the back, and say, “Forget it as soon as you can, you dramatic fool.” (Okay, maybe he wouldn’t call me a dramatic fool, but I feel like the quote gives off that vibe.)

The Beauty of the Daily Reset

The best part of his quote is that final line: “You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.”
That’s basically a fancy way of saying don’t drag yesterday’s drama into tomorrow. Burn it. Bury it. Yeet it into the sun.

Think about it—when you wake up after a good night’s sleep, fresh coffee in hand (or tea, if you’re one of those people), the morning always has this ridiculously hopeful energy. Birds chirping, sunlight sneaking through the blinds, everything smelling a little like possibility (and maybe toast). And yet we often ruin it by immediately remembering we forgot to answer Carol’s text or that we tripped over our own feet in front of the neighbors. Why do we do that to ourselves?

Real Examples (Because It Helps)

  • You binge-watched a show instead of writing yesterday? Cool. Yesterday is gone. Write today.
  • You said something kinda dumb in the group chat and now you’re replaying it in your head? Delete the memory. Your friends probably forgot about it 4 seconds after reading it.
  • You ate half a cake at midnight and now you’re convinced you’ve ruined your diet forever? Nope. That was yesterday. Today is salad (or cake again, if we’re keeping it real).

The “Too High a Spirit” Mindset

I love that phrase. “Too high a spirit.”
Like, get yourself so full of optimism, caffeine, and “I got this” energy that your past mistakes literally can’t latch onto you. They try, but they just slide right off because your vibe is too strong. Think of it like wearing emotional Teflon.

What if, instead of waking up and thinking, “Ugh, I messed up yesterday,” you think, “Okay, today is wide open. Let’s see what nonsense I can turn into something awesome”?
(And your new nonsense? That’s tomorrow’s problem. Circle of life.)

So yeah…

Honestly, I kinda want to frame this quote and stick it on the fridge. Or tattoo it on my forehead backwards so I see it every morning in the mirror (a bit extreme, maybe). It’s such a great reminder that we don’t have to carry yesterday like a heavy backpack full of embarrassment and regret.

Drop the backpack. Step into tomorrow like a raccoon breaking into a trash can—confident, fearless, and mildly chaotic… but in a good way.

Here’s to starting tomorrow with ridiculously high spirits!


Nick's Awakening Cover

Sixteen-year-old Nick Michelson thought being a teenager was tough enough—then he started seeing dead people.

When his beloved grandmother dies, Nick begins to experience strange sensations: eerie tingles, ghostly whispers, and unsettling visions. It turns out the “weird” uncle his parents warned him about isn’t so weird after all—he’s a medium. And apparently, so is Nick.

Now, spirits are seeking him out for help crossing over, but not all of them are friendly. One particularly vengeful ghost is stalking a local woman, and Nick might be the only one who can stop him. Thrust into a hidden world of psychic gifts, dark secrets, and supernatural danger, Nick must decide: embrace his calling or run from it?

Read the book that began it all: Nick’s Awakening

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Don’t Let Your Dreams Melt (Seriously, Grab a Spoon Already)

An exceptionally attracive young man holding an ice cream cone

Full transparency—when I first read the quote “Having a dream you don’t pursue is like buying an ice-cream cone and watching it melt all over your hand” (thanks, Frank Papasso, for the messy visual), I immediately flashed back to one very traumatizing July afternoon when I bought a double-scoop mint chip cone and tried to “walk and eat” while wearing white shorts. Spoiler: the mint chip won. And it definitely melted all over my hand. And knee. And…ugh, let’s not relive that any further.

But honestly, it’s the perfect metaphor. We all do this. We get excited about something—we read an inspiring book, get hit with a genius idea in the shower, or watch a movie and think, “Yep, I’m gonna do that”—and then? Nothing. The dream sits there. Melting. Slowly turning into sticky regret syrup.

Dreams Aren’t Decorative

Dreams aren’t meant to be displayed on a shelf like those dusty Funko Pops we bought during lockdown. They’re meant to be used. Eaten. Savored. (Ideally before they drip down your arm and you end up crying in public.)

I have a friend who’s been talking about starting a podcast for, no joke, six years. SIX. He even bought a mic. He bought two mics just to be extra serious. He has episode outlines. He has a name. He even designed a logo—which honestly looks pretty legit. But the podcast? Still a dream. Still sitting in the “someday” drawer. And every time we talk about it, I can practically hear the theme music of lost opportunities playing in the background.

That’s a melted ice-cream cone moment.

You Gotta Eat It Before It Gets Ugly

You know that feeling when you first get a brilliant idea? It’s like opening the freezer and seeing your favorite ice-cream flavor waiting for you. You’re excited. You’re pumped. But if you just stare at it and never actually… grab a spoon… you’re basically just torturing yourself.

Want to write a novel but “don’t have time”? Same thing. You’ve bought the cone, you’re holding it, and then you keep scrolling TikTok while it drips onto your shoes. Yikes.

Want to travel the world “someday”? Travel doesn’t magically happen. You don’t wake up on an alpaca farm in Peru by accident (although wow, what a plot twist that would be). You plan it. You save. You book the ticket. You EAT THE CONE.

It Doesn’t Have to Be Fancy

Here’s the thing—I used to think that pursuing dreams meant you had to go big. “If I can’t write the perfect novel draft in one sitting, why bother?” That mentality made me stall for months. Meanwhile, other people were posting messy drafts and celebrating tiny milestones like, “Wrote 300 words today!” And I’d be like… “300 words? Psh.”

But guess who finished a book? THEM. Because they took little bites of their ice-cream every day while I was waiting for the “perfect moment” to enjoy mine (which never came, by the way—because life doesn’t come with perfect moments, it comes with sticky, half-melted ones).

A Little Melting is Okay (Just Don’t Let It Go to Waste)

Look—sometimes life gets messy. Sometimes the sun is beating down and the dream gets a little soft around the edges. That’s okay. Honestly, melted ice-cream is still ice-cream. It still tastes good. You just have to act before it disappears completely.

Start the business even if you’re not 100% ready. Write the first chapter even if it’s kind of bad. Sign up for the dance class even if you’re “not in shape yet.” You will literally never be fully ready. You just have to take the scoop and go.

Quick Reality Check Examples (a.k.a Little Bite-Sized Scoops)

  • Want to learn French? Ten minutes a day on Duolingo is better than waiting for “when I have time for formal classes.” (though there are much better options out there than Duolingo)
  • Want to start a blog? Write one post. Just one. Post it. Stare at it proudly.
  • Want to run a marathon? Walk around the block today. Seriously. That counts.
  • Want to start a YouTube channel? Record a goofy 30-second intro video. It doesn’t have to be Spielberg-level.
  • Want to open a bakery someday? Start by baking muffins for your neighbors this weekend. Boom. First customer feedback.

Final Scoop

If Frank Papasso taught me anything (other than to carry napkins), it’s that dreams are fragile. They don’t wait around forever. And watching them melt without ever taking a bite? That’s not just sad—it’s kind of tragic. Don’t do that to yourself.

Go grab a spoon. Take one messy, imperfect, glorious bite right now.

Thanks for coming to my sticky TED Talk.


My Ghost Oracle Box Set (Nick Michelson) is now available from your favorite online retailer.

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Writing Believable Teen Voices (Especially for Queer Teens Who Are Going Through…You Know… Stuff)

 a group of attractive teen males hanging out at a party

This post is mainly for my writer friends though anyone who enjoys YA novels may find it of interest.

So, experience has shown me that writing teen characters isn’t just about sprinkling in a couple of “likes” and calling it a day. Teens aren’t little kids, and they’re not adults either—they’re kinda in-between liminal creatures, like those weird amphibians you learn about in science class that live in water and on land and somehow survive off algae and sheer stubbornness.

When I was writing my young adult series, I did a ton of research on how to make teen voices feel natural—not just because I wanted the dialogue to ring true, but also because I read a lot of YA fiction for fun and absolutely hate it when a teen character sounds like a 47-year-old philosophy professor. Especially when we’re talking about queer teens. LGBTQ+ adolescents often navigate a totally different emotional landscape, full of secrecy, self-discovery, awkward crushes, internalized guilt, external labels…the whole rainbow-flavored psychological buffet.

Anyway, here are some things I learned along the way:

Teens Are Not a Monolith

Don’t write every teen as snarky or rebellious or angst-ridden. Sure, some are, but others are painfully earnest, overly polite, deeply nerdy, ridiculously optimistic, or just exhausted. Capture the individuality. A teen who binge watches Ghibli movies while knitting in their room is going to talk differently than a queer kid who secretly goes to underground drag shows in the city on Friday nights.

Put Emotion in the Gaps

Teens don’t always say what they feel. In fact, most of the time, they aggressively don’t. They hide behind sarcasm, jokes, distraction, or silence. When a teen is scared or confused (especially about sexuality or identity), they might talk around the issue rather than about it.

Example:
“I mean, whatever, it’s not like I like him or anything…he just has a nice smile. Whatever.”

They’ll flood a moment with disclaimers (whatever, I dunno, kinda, maybe, I guess) because the truth is too naked and terrifying.

Vary the Rhythm

Teen speech often jumps from topic to topic like a squirrel on espresso. One minute they’re talking about the chemistry test, the next they’re spiraling over a TikTok trend, then they’re—oh my god—panicking because their crush just liked their Instagram post from four months ago.

That rhythm—fast, fragmented, sometimes awkwardly paused—is what makes it feel real. Don’t be afraid to give them unfinished sentences, abrupt transitions, or sudden moments of self-consciousness.

They Absorb the World Around Them

Queer teens, especially, pick up language from online spaces, fandoms, friend groups, LGBTQ+ creators, etc. Somebody growing up in a rural town with no queer community in sight might sound totally different than someone in a progressive school with an active GSA. Let their environment influence their voice.

Internal Monologue Matters (A LOT)

It’s not just the dialogue that needs to sound believable—it’s their thoughts. Teens overthink everything.
Did they laugh too loud? Was that text too aggressive? Are they even allowed to exist or are they cosmically cursed to always feel out of sync?

Let the internal voice spiral a bit. Let it contradict itself. One second they’re convinced the world is ending, the next they’re casually eating cereal and humming. That emotional whiplash is very teenage.

Let Them Be Funny (Even When They’re Not Trying)

Teens often use humor as a coping mechanism. Even shy kids end up saying unintentionally hilarious things while trying to make sense of their feelings:

“So yeah, I might be like… attracted to guys. Or pizza. Honestly not sure which one is giving me more anxiety right now.”

Let those little unexpected jokes land naturally in the middle of chaos.

YA Novels Are Your Best Teachers

Seriously. Read them. (I mean, you probably already do—YA is wonderful and sometimes I enjoy it more than “adult” fiction because it tends to cut straight to the emotional guts without pretending not to care.) Notice how the pacing of the dialogue works in authors like Becky Albertalli or Adam Silvera—the way they balance humor with low-key heartbreak.

Listen Before You Write

Eavesdrop (respectfully! No lurking in bushes). Overhear real conversations at coffee shops, school campuses, gaming servers, YouTube comment sections, Discord chats. Just absorb how actual modern teens phrase things.

And for LGBTQ+ teens specifically? If you’re not part of that community, read their stories. Watch their videos. Follow their channels. It isn’t about mimicking their slang—it’s about understanding the emotional territory they’re navigating.

Alright, I’ll stop rambling now. Hopefully this gave you some useful ideas (or at least a couple of “ohhh right” moments).


  • A werewolf bite.
  • The search for a cure.
  • Discovering a pack
  • A potential mate named Kalen.
  • A vengeful sorcerer…

Norian’s Gamble – did he make the right decision?

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Who Would You Call First in a Supernatural Crisis?

handsome man in demon bat wings

We’ve all done it — you’re sitting on the couch, half-watching a paranormal documentary and half-scrolling your phone, when suddenly you think… “If my lights flickered right now and my dog started growling at an empty hallway, who the heck would I call?” And of course I don’t mean 911. I mean fictional men who have experience dealing with pissed-off spirits and mysterious ancient curses. So yeah, I’ve spent an embarrassing amount of time ranking popular guys from movies and TV to determine exactly who would get that panicked late-night call. (It’s research. Totally legitimate writer research.)

First guy that immediately came to mind was Dean Winchester from Supernatural. You know he’d answer his phone even if it was 3:37 AM because that man literally doesn’t sleep. He’d probably grumble “what did you do this time?” before even saying hello, but then he’d grab the keys to the Impala and be at my front door in four hours flat with rock music blaring and a trunk full of salt rounds, iron crowbars, and holy water. I feel like he wouldn’t even need the backstory — I could just point at the creepy antique mirror and he’d be like “yeah… that thing’s cursed” and immediately smash it. Five stars for efficiency, though negative one star for probable property damage.

That then reminded me of Fox Mulder (The X-Files). Love Mulder with all my nerdy heart, but let’s be honest — if I called him first, I’d end up getting abducted by aliens halfway through his five-hour PowerPoint presentation explaining why the poltergeist in my kitchen is obviously a government conspiracy. He’d bring up crop circles and Roswell before we even stepped into the living room. Very enthusiastic, though. If I want moral support and complicated theories about why a ghost might haunt a waffle iron, Mulder’s definitely the guy. But if I want something actually banished, I’d probably save him as my “third option” emergency contact.

And then there’s John Constantine (the Matt Ryan version, not the Keanu Reeves one — though I’d honestly call Keanu for a different kind of crisis if you know what I mean). Constantine would absolutely show up in a rumpled coat smelling faintly of cigarette smoke and regret. He’d roll his eyes at the situation, mutter something Latin under his breath, and casually kick a demon back through a portal while insulting it. The downside here is that Constantine always has, like… baggage. He might fix the situation, but I’d be left wondering if I now owe a favor to some random Hell lord. Risky. But if things are crawling out of the walls and speaking in tongues? Yeah, I’m texting Constantine.

Now if we’re talking pure emotional support plus spirit-punching capability, Geralt of Rivia (The Witcher) is actually a solid contender. Sure, he might not answer his phone (because, uh, medieval fantasy setting) but if I could summon him with a coin toss or whatever, he’d probably handle a demon like it was mildly annoying breakfast prep. Also, Geralt is unfazed by literally anything. I could point at a floating corpse in my kitchen and he’d just grunt, nod once, and start brewing a potion with random herbs from my spice rack. Also, major bonus: he brings his own sword. No Jeep full of gear necessary.

One guy I’d absolutely not call first is Jonathan Harker from Dracula. Listen, love him to bits, but the man nearly lost his mind over a few vampire brides and couldn’t even get out of a castle without having an emotional breakdown. I feel like he’d just faint if a ghost whispered in my doorway. He’s a solid support character but not your “first on the scene” guy.

Another one I would call? Egon Spengler from Ghostbusters. Not Peter. Not Ray. Definitely not Venkman. Egon is the secretly competent one. He’d show up with stacks of notes, gently place scientific sensors around the house, and quietly trap the ghost without a single dramatic speech. Then he’d mutter something deeply scientific about ectoplasmic density, hand me a containment unit, and politely leave. Honestly? Kind of perfect.

And of course, Blade (yes, the vampire hunter). He’s probably not great with ghosts, but if the supernatural crisis involves bloodthirsty immortal creatures, he’s my first call. He’d scowl at me for being stupid enough to invite a vampire in (“I thought he just wanted coffee!”) and then he’d calmly decapitate the problem before disappearing back into the night. Efficient. Zero small talk.

So if I had to rank them? Constantine first if it’s definitely demonic. Dean Winchester if it’s a vengeful spirit or haunted crayon drawing. Geralt if it’s some sort of ancient cursed entity that requires sword-based diplomacy. Egon if the house just needs high-tech ghost eviction. Mulder if I need moral support and wild conspiracy theories. And absolutely never Jonathan Harker unless I want someone to panic with me in matching Victorian nightshirts.

Anyway, I feel like everyone should have a “supernatural crisis phone tree.” It’s just practical. You never know when a cursed doll is going to blink at you from the bookshelf, and trust me — you don’t want to start scrolling through your contacts at 2:00 a.m. trying to decide between “demonologist” or “witcher.”


book cover for The Golem's Guardian

When Brooklyn librarian David Rosen accidentally brings a clay figure to life, he discovers an ancient family gift: the power to create golems. As he falls for charismatic social worker Jacob, a dark sorcerer threatens the city. With a rare celestial alignment approaching, David must master his abilities before the Shadow’s ritual unleashes chaos—even if using his power might kill him. The Golem’s Guardian

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The Perfect Bookshelf: What Your Urban Fantasy Collection Says About You

caped main climbing stairs in massive library

This post is a little tongue in cheek but let’s be honest — we all judge people based on their bookshelves. Not in a mean way (well… not always), but you know you’ve stared at someone’s collection and immediately made assumptions about whether they’d survive the zombie apocalypse or accidentally summon a minor demon because they thought a grimoire was a cookbook. Urban fantasy readers are a special breed — and the titles we proudly display on our shelves say a lot more about us than we might realize.

The Classic Urban Fantasy Collector

If your shelf is lined with the Dresden FilesAnita BlakeMercy Thompson, and maybe the first ten Sookie Stackhouse_books (before things got a little… weird), then you’re probably the person your friends call when something mysterious and vaguely magical happens, like their phone starts glitching at 3:33 every morning. You love the old-school structure: detective + supernatural = comfort. Your bookshelf smells faintly of coffee, leather jackets, and that one candle labeled “Antique Bookstore” that you keep burning while reading because it “sets the mood.” You probably also have a strong opinion about which supernatural creature makes the best fictional boyfriend. (It’s werewolves. I won’t be taking questions.)

The Cozy Urban Fantasy Crowd

If your top shelf features things like The Innkeeper Chronicles by Ilona Andrews, The Ordinary Magic series by Devon Monk, and anything involving a magical bakery, coffee shop, or antique bookstore run by a secretly powerful witch — congratulations, you’re the kind of person who would absolutely bribe a fae prince with freshly baked cinnamon rolls. Your books are filled with gentle worldbuilding, quirky side characters, and low-stakes magical chaos. I bet your reading nook has fairy lights and at least one fuzzy throw blanket. Your version of a supernatural crisis involves an enchanted teapot spilling secrets rather than a demon trying to stab people in a Walmart parking lot.

The Dark and Gritty Reader

If your bookshelf leans heavily toward Sandman SlimThe RookThe Coldfire Trilogy, or pretty much anything with “blood,” “grave,” or “bone” in the title, you’re probably not rattled by jump scares. Your coffee is black, your favorite candle scent is “storm-soaked cemetery,” and you absolutely would keep reading even after the main character loses a limb. Your bookshelves are probably arranged in color-coded chaos, and somewhere on that shelf is one really intense book that you use as a personal litmus test — if a new friend has read that one, you immediately know you can trust them with all your weirdest secrets.

The Romantic Urban Fantasy Devotee

If you’ve got Kate DanielsHidden LegacyGuild Hunter, and Blood & Ash front and center (and maybe a small shrine to Patricia Briggs), you’re definitely in it for the spicy, banter-filled supernatural nonsense. You highlight your favorite snarky comebacks and bookmark the chapters with the “good tension.” You also have strong feelings about alpha males—but only when they’re respectful and slightly unhinged. Bonus points if you’ve got a matching candle labeled “Mysterious Vampire Boyfriend” somewhere nearby. Also, you absolutely would accept a cursed gemstone from a handsome stranger and only realize your mistake six chapters later.

The Indie & Hidden Gem Hunter

If your shelf is full of books no one else has heard of (“Oh, this one? It’s a Bulgarian urban fantasy about a time-traveling drag queen exorcist — you haven’t read it?”), you’re a literary adventurer. You devour self-published titles like snacks and you probably follow at least five “under-the-radar” book blogs. You’re the person the rest of us go to when we want a recommendation that isn’t already trending on BookTok. Your bookshelf looks less like a shelf and more like a chaotic, lovingly curated treasure trove. Honestly? We all desperately want to raid your collection and borrow something weird and wonderful.

The Chaos Mix

Of course, some of us (hi, it’s me) have shelves that are a wild mix of all of the above. One minute you’re reading about a gentle witch brewing magical tea in a cozy seaside town, the next you’re knee-deep in demonic blood wars and contemplating whether you could actually forge a sword if the need arose. If someone looked at your shelf, they might assume multiple people live in your house. No — it’s just you. Your reading taste is how you manage your emotional weather. Rainy mood? Cozy witch book. Feeling chaotic? Bring on the demon-slaying biker mage.

Honestly, that’s the magic of an urban fantasy bookshelf — it’s never just a stack of books. It’s a personality test. It’s a mood board. It’s a secret confession of how you want the world to be: just like this one, but with a little more magic, a little more mystery, and maybe a shapeshifting bartender or two.

So the next time someone steps into your living room and casually glances at your shelf, just know: they’re learning everything they need to know about whether you’re the type to summon a spirit… or the one who knows how to banish it.


Nick's Awakening book cover

Nick Michelson is 16 and he:

  • Can see ghosts
  • Reads Tarot cards
  • Gets visions of the future
  • May or may not have a crush on his best friend.
  • And ghosts come to him for help…
    ..and some, for revenge

Read the book that began it all: Nick’s Awakening

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