Markwildyr.com,
Post #244
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I hope you liked the story
of Tai over the last two posts.
This week, I’m teaming
up with my buddy Don Travis to take on the issue of Artificial Intelligence in
writing. Although he may be a little more smoked about the subject than I am, the
presence of AI is of interest. His post on dontravis.com on June 13 featured an
AI generated story about a post-apocalyptic world and a video that went viral
written in the style of William Faulkner.
My post this week, is
the same story written in the style of Ernest Hemmingway, created by the same
unidentified AI source. I would appreciate your comments on the story… and its
source.
* ** *
AI WRITTEN STORY OF A POST-APOCALYPTIC
WORLD IN THE STYLE OF ERNEST HEMMINGWAY
In the barren aftermath of an apocalyptic world, a video
emerged—a relic that reverberated across the desolate landscape. No one knew
where it came from, nor how it had endured the cataclysm that obliterated
everything in its wake. But its impact was undeniable, its resonance piercing
through the hearts of the few who remained.
The video spoke without words, its imagery a stark contrast to
the bleak reality surrounding it. It depicted a woman, her delicate figure
gliding through the skeletal remains of what was once a vibrant city. She
danced with an ethereal grace, a silent tribute to a forgotten time. Her steps,
infused with a raw elegance, painted a portrait of a world that had been lost—a
world where laughter flowed freely and joy knew no bounds.
As the video circulated among the survivors, tales of its
transformative power spread like wildfire. Men and women, battered by the
harshness of their existence, found solace in the woman's fleeting presence on
the screen. She became their muse, a flicker of hope amidst the pervasive
despair. In her movements, they glimpsed the indomitable spirit of the human
race—a stubborn refusal to surrender to the darkness.
The video became a rallying cry, an emblem of resilience in a
landscape plagued by desolation. It brought people together, fostering a sense
of unity in the face of insurmountable odds. Communities, once fractured and
isolated, banded together under the shared belief that life could rise from the
ashes.
No one knew the origin of the video, and speculation fueled
the whispers that echoed in the winds. Some claimed it was a divine
intervention, a message from the heavens to guide humanity through its darkest
hour. Others saw it as a stroke of artistic brilliance—a testament to the power
of visual storytelling. But amidst the uncertainties, one thing remained clear:
the video had become a beacon of hope, a testament to the unyielding spirit
that lay dormant within every survivor.
And so, as the remnants of civilization clung to their fragile
existence, the video endured—a silent reminder of the beauty that once thrived.
It spoke volumes without uttering a single word, evoking a longing for the past
while kindling a fire of determination for the future.
In this world of ruin and despair, the video whispered a
simple truth: that even amidst the wreckage, the human spirit would endure. It
held the power to ignite a flame, to remind those who watched it that life was
still worth fighting for. And as the survivors huddled around the flickering
screens, they found solace in the unspoken promise—the promise that one day,
against all odds, the dance of life would resume, and the echoes of the past
would guide them towards a new beginning.
*.*.*.*.
To me, the story
reads more like an excessively long preface to a sci-fi book than a story on
its own It’s a narrative of events, not a living of them. Am I worried? Naw.
On the other
hand, as Don points out, AI hasn’t reached its adulthood yet. Maybe, as authors
and readers, we should worry as it grows up. I’d appreciate any thoughts on the
subject you might have. I also encourage you to read Don’t blog posting of the 13th.
Next week, I’ll
try to have a short story for you. Until then.
My contact
information is provided below in case anyone wants to drop me a line:
Website and blog: markwildyr.com
Email:
markwildyr@aol.com
Facebook:
www.facebook.com/mark.wildyr
Twitter: @markwildyr
Now my
mantra: Keep on reading. Keep on writing.
You have something to say, so say it!
See you later.
Mark
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