H.M.Arden

Bad news, guys :((
          After thinking about it for a while, I’ve decided to put the fanfics I’m currently writing on ice for now, including *No Gods, Just Engines*.
          Not because I’ve lost love for them, because I really haven’t. I still care so much about these stories and characters. But I’ve reached a point where I need to start focusing properly on the novels I’m hoping to publish, and I’ve realised I can’t give both fanfic and my original work the attention they deserve at the same time.
          This doesn’t mean I’m abandoning them forever. I do want to continue them at some point, and I might still post a chapter here and there, but updates will be much slower and with longer breaks between them.
          Thank you so much for understanding, and for all the love you’ve given these stories so far. It means more than you know <33

Sooo, we’ve officially made it through the most tame part of No Gods, Just Engines.
          Which is funny, because I wouldn’t exactly call it light and fluffy so far.
          But from here on out?
          We’re getting obsession. Power games. Bad choices. Worse consequences. Tension that probably should not be happening, but absolutely will.
          Basically, the training wheels are off now.
          Good luck, babes <33

Ummmm guysss????
          Why have I found the PERFECT song for No Gods, Just Engines?
          Red Desert by 5SOS.
          Like, I’m not even being dramatic, it’s actually scary how well it fits.
          The heat, the desperation, the whole feeling of running straight toward something you know is probably going to ruin you, but doing it anyway because it feels like freedom?
          Yeah.
          That’s them.
          Red dust, fast cars, obsession, bad decisions, and two idiots racing directly into disaster like it’s a love language.
          I’m obsessed.

Alright, I couldn’t help myself.
          I’ve started writing No Gods, Just Engines…
          And guys.
          I’m in love.
          Not just excited. Not just “oh, this could be fun” excited. I mean genuinely, stupidly, dangerously in love with this universe already. The atmosphere, the tension, the original characters, the darkness of it all. It feels so different from anything I’ve written before, and I think that’s exactly why I’m so obsessed.
          This time, I’ve decided to use my own original characters instead of other drivers, so the only familiar faces you’ll recognise are Lando and Oscar.
          And honestly? That makes it even more exciting for me. It feels like I get to build something that is still Landoscar at its core, but with a whole new world around them.
          Also… I may already have the first chapter ready.
          So now I need you guys to tell me if you want me to post it now as a little teaser, or if I should be responsible for once in my life and wait.
          Just be warned…
          It’s dark. It’s messy. It’s intense. It’s not soft, and it’s definitely not going to be for everyone.
          But if it is for you?
          I hope you love it as much as I already do <33

Hang in there, babes!!
          New chapter is coming today. I just need to do a few more tweaks, stare at the same sentences for way too long, convince myself I’m not making it worse, and then she’s all yours.
          We’re getting close now <33

Happy Constitution Day, my fellow Norwegians <33
          Husk å spise masse pølse og is i dag! ✨

Omg nooo, Malta really said souvenir? here’s a cold 
          The next chapter is coming, I promise. I’m just not completely happy with it yet, and I’d rather take a little extra time than post something that doesn’t feel right. So hang in there with me <33

I hope you’re ready, Collision Course readers.
          Because shit is about to go down.
          Like… properly go down.
          Good luck, guys <33

Guys, I’m going to Malta!
          Which means if updates are a little slower, it’s probably because I’m somewhere in the sun with a drink in my hand, pretending I’m not thinking about fictional men and their emotional damage.

Am I the only one who’s completely obsessed with My Madonna by Charlie Jeer?
          I’ve had it on repeat while editing, and at this point I think it’s officially become part of the fic’s DNA.