The Engineer Returns — On Stopping, Surviving, and Coming Back with LLMs
Some ideas are the wrong size for the forms available to hold them. A poem compresses too hard — you sketch the frame of a house you will never build. A book demands the opposite problem: not craft but infrastructure, a publisher, a grant, a sabbatical, a spouse able to carry the mortgage while you argue with chapter seven for two years. Montaigne solved this exact problem in the sixteenth century by inventing a form for it — the essai, literally an “attempt,” sized for an idea bigger than a stanza and smaller than a treatise, published in no particular order, revised across editions, admitting on the page that the writer had not finished thinking. It is, on paper, the perfect container for someone whose ideas don’t fit neatly anywhere else. …