• I have noticed something strange about memory. It rarely keeps the days I thought were important. I can remember vacations, birthdays, weddings, births, deaths, and all of those obvious markers we use to divide our lives into before and after. But some of the memories that return most often are ridiculously ordinary. A kitchen I haven’t stood in for years. The sound of someone moving around in another room. Driving somewhere with the radio playing.…

  • Michelle’s Double Chocolate Protein Muffins *** These soft, deeply chocolatey muffins are perfectly moist and satisfy your cravings while providing excellent morning nourishment (p. 41). Michelle notes that they taste even better the following morning as the chocolate flavor deepens (p. 41). Yield: 12 muffins (p. 41) Prep Time: 15 minutes (p. 41) Bake Time: 16–20 minutes (p. 41)

  • Dark Orbit - Available in paperback and kindle

    In 2045, on the distant planet of Veyra-9 in the Sombrero Galaxy, Ambassador Peter Brouster is found dead just days before a high-level interstellar summit meant to decide the future of one of the most valuable discoveries in human history. Aimee Dark never wanted to become part of the investigation. She came to Saint Orison Colony carrying old family warnings she barely understood, hoping only to survive the summit and leave the growing political tension…

  • Water Jogging Pool Blueprint

    Here’s something different that I have been working on. It’s a blueprint for a backyard fitness pool. I came up with it while I was doing my exercise routine in our swimming pool. — Michelle 🙂 Create your own backyard water-jogging retreat with this downloadable PDF blueprint concept for a round 10-foot diameter, 8-foot deep in-ground pool designed for low-impact aquatic fitness. This design is ideal for inspiration, planning, contractor conversations, or visualizing a compact…

  • Endless Curiosity

    Endless Curiosity The robot did not understand why she kept starting over. It had been watching for forty-three minutes—long enough to map the rhythm of her movements, the slight hesitation before each line, the way her fingers tightened around the pencil when something inside her resisted becoming real. The page in front of her was layered with ghosts of earlier attempts, erased but not entirely gone, like memories that refused to fully fade. Light spilled…