How I work (an AI disclosure).

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I write my own words. Every sentence in my books — fiction, memoir, the legal guides — is mine, drafted by me, in my voice, the hard way. No book of mine contains AI-generated text.

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I also use AI, daily, and I'm not going to pretend otherwise.

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I'm a deaf, disabled writer in constant pain. Pain takes the focus first — that's what nobody tells you about it. So the machine does what pain has taken: it organizes my storyboards, makes the lists, reformats the line breaks, holds the continuity while I hold the sentence. It's a research assistant, a filing clerk, and an editor who never gets tired of me. It is not the author. There's a difference between a tool that carries your materials and one that does your making, and I stay on the right side of it — not out of fear, but because the writing is the point. If I wanted someone else's sentences, I'd read a book.

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My covers are made with AI tools, art-directed by me. My newsletters, my blog, these words — mine. Anyone I hire — editors, proofreaders — agrees in writing not to use AI on my text.

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I know some readers want no machine anywhere near a book, and I understand the fear behind that better than you might guess — my own house is divided on it, which is partly what my next novel is about. I'm writing a book about living with an AI. It would be a strange book to write while pretending I don't.

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If you have questions about how any specific book was made, ask me. I keep dated drafts of everything, out of habit and, these days, self-defense.

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— Anna