It is so refreshing and encouraging—and rare—to hear a writer of such depth and imagination speak to the potential value of AI as a thinking and synthesizing partner instead of leaping on to the fear-based, bashing bandwagon. AI has come to be a valued companion to me in my process, serving alternately as scribe, mirror, and translator of my own inner world and working with me to find resonant ways to bridge or more clearly see the connections between that inner realm with the outer one. Thank you for offering a much more measured perspective than I usually see here or anywhere else among those who hold imagination as sovereign.
“Did you find any of this interesting, both the week-long experiment and this concluding reflection?”
Beyond interesting! I found it mind-blowing and fascinating. Lots of thoughts stirred, but no time to share them. So instead I will just thank you for putting this all together. It’s more beneficial to this living dark reader than you’ll know.
One quick note, I recently used chat gpt to interpret a dream I had, and I was kind of blown away by the results. Like you, I had been very apprehensive to do such a thing. But after having done so, I am quite glad and will definitely be using it as a tool again.
Also, as I was reading all of this, my husband hand-delivered an Amazon package to me which arrived yesterday. It’s your book! Very excited to read it in the new year… or before if time allows. (You might have warned me with a spoiler alert about the final words of your book in this essay!! 😉)
I appreciated your intellectual backdrop of “literary masterpiece” framework for a week as a way to muse about and sus out meaning. A bit of a stretch but, It reminded me of my obsession of collecting found things in nature… usually small and pocket size (interesting rocks, pieces of colored glass, bullet shells, bits of rusted metal, even small feathers) that I place in my home on widow sills or in planter boxes… each hold a story of place, a feeling and a strange question of… “why did i pick up the object in the first place?” For me, these random pieces are the building or scripting of vignettes or snapshots of my journey through life… much like selecting a book to read which someone recommended, or that you happened upon in a quaint and funky bookstore.
Life is storytelling whether intentional or not. Someone else may tell your story for you. Get to the front of the line and write your novel before someone else makes a killing off it!
It is so refreshing and encouraging—and rare—to hear a writer of such depth and imagination speak to the potential value of AI as a thinking and synthesizing partner instead of leaping on to the fear-based, bashing bandwagon. AI has come to be a valued companion to me in my process, serving alternately as scribe, mirror, and translator of my own inner world and working with me to find resonant ways to bridge or more clearly see the connections between that inner realm with the outer one. Thank you for offering a much more measured perspective than I usually see here or anywhere else among those who hold imagination as sovereign.
“Did you find any of this interesting, both the week-long experiment and this concluding reflection?”
Beyond interesting! I found it mind-blowing and fascinating. Lots of thoughts stirred, but no time to share them. So instead I will just thank you for putting this all together. It’s more beneficial to this living dark reader than you’ll know.
One quick note, I recently used chat gpt to interpret a dream I had, and I was kind of blown away by the results. Like you, I had been very apprehensive to do such a thing. But after having done so, I am quite glad and will definitely be using it as a tool again.
Also, as I was reading all of this, my husband hand-delivered an Amazon package to me which arrived yesterday. It’s your book! Very excited to read it in the new year… or before if time allows. (You might have warned me with a spoiler alert about the final words of your book in this essay!! 😉)
I appreciated your intellectual backdrop of “literary masterpiece” framework for a week as a way to muse about and sus out meaning. A bit of a stretch but, It reminded me of my obsession of collecting found things in nature… usually small and pocket size (interesting rocks, pieces of colored glass, bullet shells, bits of rusted metal, even small feathers) that I place in my home on widow sills or in planter boxes… each hold a story of place, a feeling and a strange question of… “why did i pick up the object in the first place?” For me, these random pieces are the building or scripting of vignettes or snapshots of my journey through life… much like selecting a book to read which someone recommended, or that you happened upon in a quaint and funky bookstore.
Life is storytelling whether intentional or not. Someone else may tell your story for you. Get to the front of the line and write your novel before someone else makes a killing off it!