For me, I would rather read a good book, from a contented author. I don't really care what it takes to produce that.

“It was the size of an ox, of a bull elephant, of a lifetime. It stared at them,…”

“What should I believe? thought Shadow, and the voice came back to him from some…”

“Oh ... My twitchy witchy girl I think you are so nice, I give you bowls of porr…”

“Black as night, sweet as sin.”