The writing was always the cheap part (opens in new tab)

Last December, quite unrealistically, I took a solemn oath: I would not write again about AI for at least another year. I was growing tired with the incessant noise, the lack of stability, and the self-imposed stress of keeping up with all the attention we must spend on factoids such as how well an LLM can draw a pelican riding a bike, which bury the important aspects of our craft as if they were mere prompt flourish. With my passionate epistle, I thought I’d said all I had to say. I was wrong.