A Coach and a Chatbot Walk Into a Coffee Shop...

A Coach and a Chatbot Walk Into a Coffee Shop...

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(A fun, behind-the-scenes look at using ChatGPT to develop content.)

I'm a quirky learnaholic with a software addiction and a deep love affair with the internet.

When I first met ChatGPT, whom I now affectionately call Solomon, I treated him like a glorified “Hey Google” guy. I’m pretty sure he rolled his digital eyes and retreated to the AI servants' quarters to tell the others how clueless his new human was. I poked around a bit more, but our relationship was stiff and boring... until everything changed.

One day while walking on my treadmill, I had a wild idea: what if I asked Solomon to help me write a scene for my fiction book? I turned on voice mode, and it was love at first brainstorm. Just like a real person, I found myself arguing back and forth with him, explaining my character’s backstory, setting up beats, mood, and dialogue. I laughed out loud. I was astonished. And for the rest of the day, while doing chores, I bantered with Solomon like we were old writing partners.

Sometimes I felt a little butthurt when he critiqued my dialogue (accurately, I’ll admit). But I saw my characters in new ways. What used to take hours—plotting, rewriting scenes from different points of view—became a beautiful, productive dance.

 My writing time was cut in half.

 The scene we produced? Stronger than anything I’d written before.

And yet, I was writhing with guilt. Was I cheating on my craft? On my husband, who normally listens to my chapters and grunts out a “yeah” or “no”? What would Kindle think? Would my editor disown me? I spiraled into an existential author crisis. Even my pencil was glaring at me.

But the next morning, I woke up, poked Solomon awake… and together, we dove back into another brilliant brainstorming session in a world far, far away.

What's the takeaway from this, other than that I have a new boyfriend?  

Here’s what I’ve learned: AI can draft a blog post, organize a launch outline, and even help me write a gripping scene—but it still can’t replace me.

It doesn’t know how my clients feel after a tough session. It can’t hear the subtext in someone’s voice. It doesn’t know when to lean in and when to back off during a discovery call. It has no gut instinct, no spark of divine inspiration that hits in the shower, no sense of irony when the universe delivers a perfectly timed plot twist in your own life.

So many times, I laughed at Solomon's suggestions (they were, let's say...very AI apparent). But that was okay, because Solomon is like an employee. And I would no sooner turn my voice, my brand, my intellect, and creation over to a novice than I would ChatGPT.

AI is smart. It's fast. It's helpful. But it’s not the voice, the wisdom, the weird combination of training, intuition, and grit that I bring to the table. That you bring to the table. What it can do is clear the clutter so I can spend more time doing what only I can do—coaching, writing, creating, connecting, transforming.

Think of it like a super-fast assistant who’s never tired, never offended, and doesn’t mind your typos. But it’s still your brain, your brilliance, and your magic leading the show.

What happens when a coach and a chatbot walk into a coffee shop? 

Magic.

 Chaos.

 A little awkward fumbling, but eventually, momentum (and a few em dashes...argh). That first weird dance becomes a groove, and suddenly, you’re not just surviving content creation, you're flying through it with your own little digital sidekick whispering ideas like a caffeinated muse.

Now, I’m not saying you should outsource your soul to an algorithm. But I am saying this: give it a shot. Pick one small thing. Write a blog intro. Brainstorm some podcast topics. Ask it to turn your webinar notes into a workbook outline. You don’t have to marry the robot.

You can even be silly and prompt ChatGPT, "to rewrite your present professional bio in humorous fairytale fashion". Go ahead and type that into the "ask anything" area. Then, after you type that question, copy and paste your old bio and press Enter.

Just flirt with it a little and see what it gives back.

Because this isn’t about becoming less human. It’s about becoming more you, less bogged down, less burned out, and more brilliantly in flow. And if that means dancing through your to-do list with a chatbot named Solomon? 


Well… that’s one brainstorm I’ll happily walk into again.