Co Existence

Before we talk about the book at all: what is the smallest, most ordinary thing you have ever asked an AI to help with? The kind of thing you would not admit at a dinner party.

Reading this, did you feel more like you were being reassured or being nudged? Settle in and tell us which mug-of-tea feeling you ended the book with.

Mollick writes about AI as something you work alongside rather than something you simply use. Has anything in your own life ever shifted from a tool into something closer to a companion or collaborator, and how did that feel?

Which part of the book made your shoulders drop a little, in a good way? What worry did it quietly take off your plate?

And the opposite: was there a passage you had to put the book down after? Not to debate it, just to name the feeling it stirred up.

The book is interested in how we hold onto what is human while sharing the work. What is one small human thing you do (handwriting a card, cooking from memory, reading aloud) that you would never hand off, even if you could?

By the end, the book leaves you somewhere specific emotionally. Without spoiling where it lands, how did your feeling about the next five years of your own work change between the first chapter and the last page?

If you could sit Mollick down at this table with a slice of something warm, what would you want to tell him about your own life that his book did not account for?