A Heart Pounding Holiday

A little coronary incident kept me from sending the usual holiday greetings

So I asked AI to write me a little story about a writer’s obligation to his readers.

“Once upon a time,” it begins, “in a cozy village nestled between rolling hills and serene meadows, lived a writer named Ezra. Ezra was renowned for his captivating stories that whisked readers away to enchanted lands and sparked their imaginations. He had a modest cotta…