The Echoes People Keep Noticing in The Harbinger

As December settles in, I’ve been reflecting on something interesting: as more people finish The Harbinger, similar themes keep surfacing in their messages, conversations, and reflections.

Different readers, different background, different reading styles…yet they’re all sensing the same undercurrents.

It’s not about specific quotes or lines. It’s about the patterns people are responding to. Here are the threads that seem to capture readers most:

✨The way the past slips into the present

Many readers talk about feeling drawn to the quiet moments where history echoes into modern life; those subtle intersections where dual timelines begin speaking to each other. It’s less about plot and more about resonance.

✨The sense of synchronicity

Numbers, names, symbols, repeated motifs… People mention feeling the “hum” of something familiar beneath the story; as if the book is whispering in the same language as their own intuition.

✨The momentum toward a reveal you can feel coming

There’s a particular kind of tension readers seem to latch onto: the slow-building awareness that something is unraveling, even before it’s named. Not a shocking twist, but an inevitable truth rising to the surface.

✨The desire for more

One of the most consistent themes is the sense that the story opens a doorway; and readers want to know what lies beyond it. The questions left lingering aren’t loose ends; they’re invitations. Book Two is already forming around them.

This weekend, step into the story with me! With these themes swirling, this weekend’s events feel perfectly timed. Friday, for exploring the symbolic and intuitive threads beneath our own stories; Saturday in a cozy atmosphere for those who love getting lost in a good world; and Sunday for readers who felt the spiritual undercurrent woven through the narrative.

The Harbinger has always been about more than timelines and plot. It’s about connection - between past and present, between people and their intuition, between the stories we inherit and the ones we choose.

I’m grateful to everyone who’s been part of its unfolding.