Substack june 8 2025 (link):
Artists in Love in 2030
“I’m a painter,” she cooed.
“I’d love to see your work,” he whispered.
She typed a prompt into her device. Her printer unspooled a canvas showing Andy Warhol’s weeping face in neon colors.
“Amazing,” he said. “That was a brilliant prompt.”
“What about you?” she sighed.
“I write novels,” he burbled erotically.
“I’d love to read one.”
He typed a prompt and his printer began to pump out hundreds of pages of fiction. “Tell me if it’s any good? I never read them myself.”
“I don’t think I CAN read it,” she panted. “I’m just getting so hot. Creativity is such a turn on.”
“I feel the same way. Let’s make love, darling,” he gasped.
They put on their goggles and sat apart. The vacuum pumps whirred and began to approach their crotches.