Plate I · the imprint
A family imprint on a mushroom farm in Flagler Beach. We write in the open, and every claim in these books was checked against something running before it printed. Three titles so far — and now open to other people’s.
Plate II · the catalogue
Everything the press makes lands here — each one a field record of something we actually did, built from a single source so the paperback, the hardcover and the ebook cannot disagree about what it says.
The series opener turns the lens on us. Instead of heroes, villains and destiny, it reads civilization the way you would read a system — incentives, energy, feedback loops and constraints. Not what people believed, but what the mechanism actually did.
The field journal of building GPU high-availability failover for AI inference by supervising AI agents. What broke, what it proved, and what “verify, don’t claim” actually costs. Twenty years after DNS failover kept websites alive, the same question comes back for GPUs.
A grow log from inside a running fleet of AI strains. A mushroom farmer who spent twenty years as a security architect built a collection of agents to run the business, and wrote down what it cost — including the morning he took the human approval step out of the system and had to explain why.
Plate IV · the method
A human supervisor, a reasoning model as architect, and a browser-driving model as engineer. Briefs are the interface. Anything irreversible is human-gated, and credentials never pass through an agent.
The books are written while the thing they describe is still running, not afterwards from memory. That is why they contain the mistakes: a grow log that only records the harvests is not a log, it is an advertisement.
The software the third book describes is open source. If a claim in one of these books matters to your decision, the file that implements it is public and you should go and read it.
A label is accurate the day it is written. Then the culture goes on doing what cultures do, and nobody goes back to the label — because a label has no way of finding out it has become a lie.