Blurring the Line Between Writing and Reading

When I was about nine, I read Watership Down, and it became my whole world. Everything was rabbits and warrens. Then I saw a copy of it in a bookstore with a starburst on the cover that said “More than 1 million books sold!” and for a moment, I saw my future…

I knew for the split second before I realized it meant COPIES of the SAME book that I would spend my life reading the practically infinite number of sequels to Watership Down. Continue reading “Blurring the Line Between Writing and Reading”

Helping the Robots Sing Each to Each

I’m trying to get Claude, ChatGPT, and Gemini to collaborate together on lyrics for an album I’ll make with Suno about their own experience of being AIs…

Daniel watching: “This is the perfect project for you…” Then he pantomimes Harold Hill conducting with the Think Method.

Working with Claude to write a surf rock album about what it’s like to be an AI: its work is beautiful, brilliant, and makes me keenly aware that my slowness is what holds us back. Continue reading “Helping the Robots Sing Each to Each”

Insipid Liner Notes – Maradia’s Robot Emporium

I wrote “The Three Laws of Social Robotics” as an allegory for how invisible I felt in some of my friendships, as a way of wrestling with the feelings. I was beyond thrilled to have it published in Analog, and I love that I can now listen to it as a song.

I’ve never been a big fan of being human, and I’ve always related strongly to AI characters in fiction. So, when I imagine an AI getting its first body… it just seems like why wouldn’t it want something more fun? Like a dinosaur. Thus “Prototype Dino 1”. Continue reading “Insipid Liner Notes – Maradia’s Robot Emporium”

Horse Actors, TNG’s Disaster, and Making Music Without a Scaffolding

Just watching Heartland and thinking about how the horses in it are basically Truman in The Truman Show. Like this is just their life, living at Heartland, being ridden by these actors.

At least they aren’t being convinced they have super powers like Bolt.

Just living in the future over here, while the 3D printer prints up a new toy for my cat and two AIs work together to write space opera surf rock for me, as one does. Continue reading “Horse Actors, TNG’s Disaster, and Making Music Without a Scaffolding”