Another great piece Terod!

You wrote this with conviction, and that conviction carries. The movement from stone to screen gives the piece a strong spine, but what keeps it alive is the argument underneath: tools change, vanity doesn’t, and real writing still has to earn its place.

I especially like the refusal to worship either the past or the new machine. You don’t romanticize the cave wall or panic about AI. You keep dragging the focus back to the same hard question: what is the work actually for? That gives the essay its edge.

And the closing line about writing something that deserves to exist is exactly the right note to end on. Clean. Demanding. Memorable. It reads like someone reminding writers to stop performing importance and go make something worthy.