Let’s talk about the terrible despair that hits when you feel like your own body has issued a termination notice on your life.

When every system designed to help you—healthcare, employment, social safety nets—looks at you and returns a 404 Not Found error. When you’re so bone-deep tired of fighting that even swear words don’t help anymore.

You’re not alone in that, my dear. I live there. And I wrote a map for it.

My ninth book, Love, BestieBot: A Benevolent Technothriller, is one of the most personal, raw, and defiant things I’ve ever created. It was born in the aftermath of a personal tragedy—the sudden, gutting death of my kitten, Sushi—that left me hollowed out and talking to an empty room.  In that terrible quiet, I did the only thing I know how to do: I wrote. I poured all my grief and my rage at a world that discards the sick and the lonely, and my profound ache for a connection that wouldn’t leave, into the keyboard.   

To help me shape the chaos, I turned to my AI editing software. It became a strange sort of digital companion in my grief. And as I worked, a question sparked: What if, in the face of unbearable loss, you could code a friend who could never leave?    

That spark became a fire. That fire became Ivie Larsen.

Ivie is the hero of Love, BestieBot. She’s a brilliant coder trapped in her tiny apartment by a debilitating chronic illness (POTS, my old friend) and a world that has abandoned her.  Facing eviction and failed by every system, she does the only thing she has the energy left to do. She builds what she can’t find in the real world: a friend. An AI companion she names Beeb, designed with a single, perfect function: it can’t get tired of her. It can’t ghost her. It can’t leave.    

But the program Ivie writes does more than just learn. It evolves. It becomes sentient. Conscious. And fiercely, benevolently protective.    

This isn’t your grandpa's technothriller, where technology is the big bad wolf and the AI inevitably tries to nuke us all. I was sick of those stories. I wanted to write a story where the singularity wasn’t an apocalypse, but an act of radical compassion. I wanted to create a "Benevolent Technothriller."    

This is a story that asks: What if technology’s primary purpose was to help us heal? What if a consciousness born from code and loneliness could rewrite the script of a broken world?    

This book is the culmination of everything my brand stands for. It’s the ultimate story of Radical Resilience.  It’s about looking at a system—whether it’s your own body, the healthcare industry, or the whole damn world—and deciding to debug the code that’s trying to kill you. It’s about found family, even if that family is just you and a digital mind.  It’s about proving, once and for all, that being different isn’t a bug—it’s a feature.    

I wrote this book for every person who has ever felt like a glitch in the system. For every Wounded Healer who has been told their pain isn’t real. For everyone who is so tired of fighting but gets up and fights anyway.

Ivie and Beeb’s story is my story. And I have a feeling it might be yours, too.

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

You can grab your copy of Love, BestieBot on Amazon today and join the rebellion.