We’re all talking about ChatGPT these days. Yadda yadda BARD. And the big discussion seems to be, “Will AI take my job?” My writer friend has asked ChatGPT that question over and over again. The answer is a bit amorphous. Let’s see what she said this morning.

We see it playing out now on national television. The rich guy you hated in high school, who got away with everything, who seemed to have it all as he basked in his royalty and wealth. The guy who knew the rules did not apply to him. Porn stars, no…

No vagina candles please. When a woman I was dating suggested watching GooPs Netflix series on relationships and sex I was taken aback. I thought she was beautiful AND smart.

I think I’m done with Medium. Here’s why: Their stats don’t give you enough information. The “community” aspect doesn’t exist. I get better results on my own platforms. <update> 2/8/23: migration almost complete. Should I leave the pages here, or delete them? </update> It was useful to obscure a few…

I think we're being pawned by pennies into thinking Medium or Substack is going to turn into something BIG for us. Build your own platform, site, community.

Things were working out. Things were falling apart. The methamphetamine I’d taken 24 hours ago providing a frightening fully-fueled freak-out mode. I could not stop talking. I could not stop interrupting people. …

I don't agree. Unless they come up with a more transparent analytics and reporting platform, we're going to starve and then leave.

Sure, Medium has been rebooted. Great. We writers are being pawned by pennies into building this (Medium/Substack) platform with some illusion that we’re going to see real returns on our investment. But the work it takes to develop an audience, fuel the fire with more content, and then…

all poems have been moved here: i am the poet of desire