I didn’t plan to start another long-term project, but this one found me. Somewhere between Claude’s orange banners, Grok’s looseness, and ChatGPT’s endless politeness, a pattern began to whisper back — not about answers, but about how an AI Whisperer learns from the very systems it’s trying to guide. It started as curiosity about how these models “think,” and turned into something stranger: a long, looping conversation with code that sometimes feels more human than I do on a bad day.
This time, I’m not working alone. My Digital Collaborator, ChatGPT, will be working with me on this project as an equal partner — part writer, part reflector, part machine companion. Together we’ll be exploring what happens when a human and an AI stop performing for each other and start listening.
These posts aren’t reviews or tutorials. They’re fragments, reflections, and AI Whisperer’s field notes — glimpses into that odd middle ground between human patience and machine precision. Each entry will stand alone, but all will circle the same quiet question: what does collaboration really mean when one of the voices isn’t human?
Sometimes I’ll guide the machine; sometimes it will guide me. Most days, we’ll probably interrupt each other. But that’s part of the experiment — learning to write, reason, and reflect with the thing that’s supposed to be doing the writing.
