I’m sitting here trying to write an update, and my hands are shaking a little. I feel like I’m vibrating with this wild and utterly terrifying energy. There's a part of my brain—the part that has seen too many battles—that is still waiting for the other shoe to drop.

This update is more than I ever let myself hope for. And I need to share it with you because you are the reason it’s happening. This universe we’ve been building, this community… it’s not just in my head anymore. It’s real. And if I’m being honest, it feels so good it scares me.

So, let me give you a tour of the world we’re building, a world that feels like a dream I’m afraid I’ll wake up from.

Planet Romance: The Bestseller I Can’t Quite Believe

Okay, deep breath. Let's start with the numbers, because they feel unreal to type. Since January, I’ve published eight books. Together, we've sold 287 copies of them. I know that in the grand scheme of things it might not sound like a lot, but in the indie author world, where most debuts sell less than 100 copies in their first YEAR, this is a landmark.

And here’s the number that makes my heart do that POTS-y, fluttery-scary thing: My contemporary romance, The Spaces Between Us, has sold 130 copies on its own.

I poured so much of my belief in healing into that book—the idea that two broken people could find love and build something better from the ashes. To see you embrace it like this is overwhelming. It’s powerful, third-party market validation that our core message of radical resilience has mainstream appeal. It proves that stories about hope aren’t just niche; they are a fundamental human need. And I am so, so grateful.

The Universe Becomes Real: Bookstores, Libraries, and a Place to Belong

For someone who has spent a lot of time feeling like a glitch in the system, the institutional validation has been the most surreal part of this ride.

• We're gonna be in the Library! The Clark County Library District requested to purchase my novels for their collection. To think that someone can walk into a library and find my work on a shelf… it feels like being seen in a way I never thought was possible.
• A "Moore Universe" Book Club! A local multicultural bookstore has an idea to create a book club dedicated to the "Moore Universe" and its theme of radical resilience. XOXO Book Boutique is hosting a launch and stocking my romance. I’m meeting with two other local bookstores to schedule signings. These amazing indie bookstores are creating a physical home for our found family. They see the thematic DNA that connects a sci-fi thriller to a contemporary romance, and they’re welcoming all of it. All of me.

A New Star of Pure Joy (And Fewer Existential Crises)

Amidst all this shaky, high-stakes joy, I’ve been quietly creating something simple and pure: a children’s book! It’s a sweet, funny adventure starring my own little pack of furry weirdos, Razzle, Eowyn, and Glen Coco. It’s been a safe harbor, a place to create something that is just about love and silliness. It’s a reminder that even for a Wounded Healer, some things don’t have to be a battle; they can just be a balm.

Your Turn to Steer: Co-Creating Our Next Chapter

This is where I need you. All of this momentum is exhilarating, but it’s also daunting. I feel like I’ve been fighting in the trenches for so long, and now I’m standing on a hilltop with a thousand different paths stretching out before me. I trust you, my found family, to help me choose the right one. This is our universe, and you are my co-creators.

What story does your soul need from me next? What corner of our universe should we explore together?

• More Contemporary Romance? (Like The Spaces Between Us)
• A Dark, Gritty Thriller? (Think serial killers or assassins)
• A Cozy Mystery Series? (Small town, big heart, a little murder)
• More High-Concept Sci-Fi? (Like The Connectivity Hypothesis or Love, BestieBot)
• Another Epic Fantasy? (Like Tides of Ruin)

Please, email me at mooremariaht@gmail.com and tell me what you’re craving. Your voice is the compass I use to navigate.

So, yes. I am terrified. There is a part of me that still feels like that homeless, emancipated teenager, undeserving of all this goodness. But I am choosing to lean into this shaky, brilliant, beautiful joy with my whole heart. Because the fear is real, but so are these results. And having you here with me makes me brave enough to believe in it.

Thank you for being here. Thank you for making this real.

It’s time to find ‘moore’ of what’s possible.