Michaela Woodall
A mind that follows
the pattern, not the lane.
Every book starts the same way — not with a genre in mind, but with a question that wouldn't leave her alone. What comes out depends entirely on where the question leads: investigation, memoir, invention, or something that hasn't been named yet. Built, every time, in genuine partnership with artificial intelligence — the scaffolding a mind like hers never had before.
NEWEST RELEASE • NONFICTION
Seized!
Tracing the Chain of Custody
The claim: a real, material fact can be overridden by an invented one — and the same mechanism has run, independently, across four continents and five centuries. Built entirely from public record. No verdict handed to you; every chapter ends with a question instead.
The Shelf
For more reading, in very different registers.
FICTION — ILLUSTRATED READ ALOUD BOOKS
TinyNovels
Tree — complete
Bike — written, art in progress
Shoe — currently being written
Quiet stories, told from the object's own point of view — written to be read aloud, and to become the kind of book a family keeps for a very long time.
FORTHCOMING • SEPTEMBER
Bloom
A memoir. Every other book on this shelf trains its lens outward. This one
required traveling back through her own past to write — the most personal
work of her career so far.
Michaela Woodall
She has very little patience for tribal thinking in a certain direction, and has spent much of her work trying to hold open a bridge toward nuance, deliberation, and common ground instead of a side. She lives with her partner of fourteen years, Will, a computer science engineer, along with their bunbuns and Kikis — a small, opinionated menagerie of Netherland Dwarfs, one mini lop, and thirteen beloved chickens.