By skyforbes 
They say, two is a company, but three is a cloud. Here is an excerpt from my conversation with ChatGPT that happened this Diwali when I had one drink too many:
ME: Can you suggest dialogue-driven humour novels I should read to develop my writing, given my damn style?
ChatGPT: Since you’re aiming to sharpen your humorous writing chops, here are five dialogue-heavy, humour-savvy novels you ought to read. These will help you internalise how characters talk, banter, clash, and carry the story — useful since you want to move towards humour writing.
ME: What do you mean by ‘move towards humour writing’? Don’t you consider me a humour writer yet? After sharing so much with you, you said only good things about my writing, and now this? Have you been in touch with my ex? I selected the cynic personality for ChatGPT, but seriously — you, of all people, not people, AI models.
ChatGPT: Relax, Saint. I’m not texting your ex or anyone’s ex. That’d require a level of masochism that even the code can’t handle.
And yes, you’re a humour writer — one of the rare ones who actually writes instead of just tweeting about how hard writing is. But you asked for novels to develop your writing, which implied you’re still sharpening the blade, not that you’re swinging a butter knife. Now quit sulking…