maybe you feel art is pointless right now because its not saying how you're feeling. maybe you need to make something ugly, something sad. maybe you need to donate your skills to local organizations, zines, to see your art in community and praxis. it's never pointless. but you (can) make it pointed.

I enjoy the struggle that comes with crafting sentences. Agonising over the specificity of word choice, relishing in the triumph when I know I got it right. I will never want software to do this for me. I am a writer, and I love to write. I love the trial, the journey, the bleed. I love the art.

When reading fiction -- even bad fiction! -- one can ask, "What did the author MEAN to communicate? What did they imagine the audience would be feeling at point? What is being conveyed?"

But with AI text the answer is nothing. There is no emotion. There is no author.

If Shorefall almost killed you… good luck with Locklands

I also feel like it is incredibly important, in the year of our Grok 2025, to have the biggest box office hit of the decade (or more) be a wholly original work of cinematic art that literally no one except this specific human artist could have conceived

fuck your cheap AI screenplays