The Mush Was Mine

What a year of using AI badly taught me about communication

For the better part of a year, I used AI like a toy.

I asked it lazy questions. I watched it hand back mush. And I did what a lot of smart, skeptical people did around that time — I decided the whole thing was overhyped and went back to work.

Then one afternoon it occurred to me that the mush was mine.

The machine had been reflecting back, with uncomfortable precision, exactly how clearly I’d asked. Sloppy thinking in, sloppy answer out. When I finally got specific — when I said what I actually meant instead of what I half-meant — the thing got sharp. Genuinely sharp.

That was the moment the novelty wore off and something more useful took its place. Because what I’d run into wasn’t a technology problem. It was a communication problem. And it belonged to me.

The shortcut that isn’t

There’s an industry being built right now on the opposite premise.

You’ve seen the ads. A $27 PDF that promises AI will finally let you make the money you could never make without it. A quiz that “reveals” your hidden path. A download you can supposedly turn around and sell yourself — as if the file were the hard part.

Sit with that first promise for a second. If you didn’t know how to build something valuable before, a chatbot is not going to hand it to you. The tool amplifies what you already bring. It does not manufacture competence you don’t have. Selling people the fantasy that it does isn’t innovation. It’s the oldest grift in a new outfit.

The skill nobody’s selling

Here’s what AI actually rewards — the thing that doesn’t fit on a sales page:

The ability to say clearly what you mean.

That’s it. That’s the whole skill. Not prompt tricks. Not secret templates. The plain discipline of getting clear — first with yourself, then on the page — about what you’re actually trying to do. The machine just happens to be a brutally honest mirror for how well you’ve done it. It can’t read your tone. It can’t fill the gaps with goodwill the way a patient friend does. So when your request is vague, the vagueness comes right back at you, undisguised.

Most of us have never had to face that before. It’s bracing.

What twenty years in data taught me

I spent two decades working in data before any of this. And data work teaches you one law that turns out to explain almost everything:

If two people don’t agree on what a word means, every system built on it eventually breaks.

There’s a whole discipline devoted to fixing this. It’s called governance, and it is deeply unglamorous — mostly the patient work of defining terms, agreeing on what things mean, and refusing to let ambiguity slide. Skip it and your data is garbage no matter how powerful your tools are. Garbage in, garbage out — not because the system is broken, but because the meaning was never shared to begin with.

The same law governs your conversations with AI. And if you’re honest, it governs most of your conversations with people, too.

Same with a marriage. Same with your team on a Monday morning. When something “doesn’t get it,” the problem usually isn’t the other party. It’s that the meaning was never actually shared. We just don’t notice it with people, because feelings paper over the gaps. The machine offers no such mercy — which is exactly what makes it such a useful teacher.

Where I’ve landed

So here’s the conclusion I keep arriving at, and where I’m going to spend my writing for a while.

The most valuable skill in the age of AI is not technical. It’s the oldest one there is: the ability to mean something clearly, and to share that meaning so completely that another mind — human or machine — can act on it.

That can’t be sold for $27, because it isn’t a shortcut. It’s a practice. It’s slow at first and then it compounds. And it quietly makes you better at everything downstream — your work, your writing, your relationships, and yes, the tools.

I used AI badly for a year before I understood that. I’d rather you skip the year.


Editing Life

7-40 Challenge | 6-22-2026


I cut almost half of my first novel in editing. Scenes I loved. Lines I was proud of. Whole subplots I’d spent weeks building. Every cut made the book better.

This round, I did the same thing to my year.


I started 2026 with a list of everything I wanted to build. Two novels became six books. A blog became a content machine. An AI idea became three competing products. A business, a course, a manifesto, a personal data model, a half-dozen story concepts. All of it good. All of it possible. None of it focused.

So I started cutting.

The Data Model book — cut. Three novel concepts I was excited about — pushed to next year. A product name I’d fallen in love with — killed when I found the trademark conflict. An entire AI course framing — scrapped and rebuilt twice. A round I wasn’t satisfied with — reviewed and reinvented.

Every one of those cuts stung a little. And every one of them made the year better.


The things you cut aren’t failures. They’re the cost of focus. A story that tries to be everything is a story about nothing. A year that tries to do everything accomplishes nothing.

The hard part isn’t adding. Anyone can add. Adding feels like progress — more projects, more ideas, more plates spinning. The hard part is looking at something good and saying “not this, not now,” because you’ve decided what the story is actually about.


My first novel got better when I stopped protecting the parts I loved and started serving the story. My year is getting better the same way.

Father’s Day

7-40 Challenge | Round 4, Day 36


Today is Father’s Day, and Round 4 of the challenge ends today. I’m spending it with my family, which is exactly where it should be spent.

The work will be there tomorrow. The planning for Round 5 starts soon, and I’m genuinely looking forward to it — there’s a lot I want to build. But not today.

Today I get to just be a dad and a husband. Everything I’m working toward is, at the end of the day, in service of the people I’ll be sitting with this afternoon.

Happy Father’s Day.

Ten Thousand

7-40 Challenge | Round 4, Day 35


BiblePictures365 hit 10,000 followers on Instagram today.

On January 1, I had zero. No audience. No following. No track record. Just an idea — one image per chapter, every day for a year reading through the whole Bible— and enough stubbornness to start posting before anyone was watching.

589 posts later, ten thousand people showed up.


I didn’t run ads. I didn’t game an algorithm. I didn’t go viral on purpose — though one post hit 400,000 views and that certainly helped. What I did was post every single day without exception and let the reps do what reps do.

The pictures got better because I made one every day. The engagement grew because the consistency gave people something to come back to. The audience built itself because I kept showing up.


Ten thousand people didn’t show up just because of one great post. They showed up because of 583 unremarkable decisions to do it again.

Less Famous, More Trusted

7-40 Challenge | Round 4, Day 34


Seth Godin dropped nineteen points about marketing in the age of AI. Three of them stopped me cold.


“Stop trying to be famous. The goal is not to get more famous. The goal is to get less famous and more trusted.”

I’ve spent most of this year building things. The volume has been relentless. But the question I keep dodging is whether the people I’m reaching actually trust me, or whether they’re just watching me build.

Those are different things. An audience watches. A community trusts. I don’t need more people watching. I need more people who’d notice if I stopped.


“Stop trying to reach everyone. Start trying to deeply serve someone specific.”

A few weeks ago I wrote about looking for my Soho people — the small group of readers who’d grab my work and carry it forward. I’ve been thinking about it wrong. I’ve been looking outward for them when some of them are already here, reading this blog, following the Bible pictures, checking in on the challenge. I just haven’t asked them what they need.

Serving someone specific means knowing them well enough to build something they’d miss. Not something they’d scroll past — something they’d miss.


“How do I become the kind of business that people would genuinely miss if it disappeared tomorrow? That answer is your entire marketing strategy.”

That’s the only question that matters. Not how do I get more attention. Not how do I go viral. Not how do I crack the algorithm. Would anyone miss this if it were gone?

I don’t know the answer yet. But I know it lives deeper with the people who are already here — not louder toward the ones who aren’t.