“About time! Retiiiiiiii-errrrrrrr-ment!” Thalia pushed her chair into its reclining position. “Nada coladas on sunny beaches — while artificial intelligence writes for us!”
“Not so fast.” Nia produced prominent frown lines. “I am not ready for retirement. 3mm has only just begun.”
“Hmmmm… It’s a good thing we’ve spent years learning how to write love letters..." Calliope winked, “… instead of blog posts.”
Words from Typist:
The muses and I are entertaining ourselves with experiments.
We’re drawing and painting.
We’re exploring the tool called Canva.
We’re writing vignettes from our playful spar with c — book 4 beckons.
Can AI take away our jobs?
Don’t know…
but I choose to believe that AI will NEVER replace our relationships.
Who knows… maybe AI is making space for better?
I choose to replace fear of the unknown —
with excitement for what comes next.
ain’t nothin’ artificial about 3mm
The title to my upcoming workshop is "What Happens After What Comes Next?" In part it rests on the idea that we can't create a future that we can't imagine. Imagine that!
I don't think that AI could ever write with the passion and feelings that many of us have. I understand the idea of making things easier but we will always need some human interaction.