I've been thinking about what we win and what we lose when we allow AI into our writing space. It's a thorny topic. When I was doing my celebrant training, we may as well have been asked to sign an oath in blood: thou shalt not use AI to write ceremonies. The underlying message was clear enough: this work is meant to be authored, not assembled. I took that steer seriously. It wasn't hard: I love writing, and I'm certainly not ready to hand over all the fun to an algorithm. A

Journalist and broadcaster Bibi Lynch recently published an article taking stock of her life after she turned 60 - a bit of midlife reflection, if you like. She had no partner. No children. No home of her own. “On paper,” she wrote, “it might look like a failure.” And I felt a flutter of something like anxiety ripple across my stomach. Not because her life is a failure, but because so many of us carry around an invisible piece of paper like that. A quiet ledger of how we th