Yo.
Good news, I have a new phone. I've been posting chapters since.
If you noticed I took a break—one month— and no it wasn't to cook up chapters, I was sick. Then I travelled.
I began writing again, gained an epiphany— I can make better chapters and cover up my shortcomings—
Then I found out AI be doing too much, appropriate a description to his movement, they switch up the whole dialogue, tell them not to change the dialogue, they write epistles as description.
Eyes like diamond, they converge screaming of power hidden beneath, just waiting to come out.
Like wtf.
The stress I suffer finding the least abstract rendition of my passage, then removing the overly AI parts, I believe is more than the stress of just writing without care.
I could also just leave it to AI to create chapters, tell them what you want the chapter to look like and they cook.
Then the dish gets burnt.
I can't handle AI writing, for me it's thrash, and as much as I want to put out my work quickly, I can't deal with thrash.
If you expect perfection from others—or at least readable fanfics—Then your work should be at that level.
That's what I believe, so if I can't read an AI written book, I shouldn't let my precious readers suffer.
That's where my inability show.
Well, I did say in the synopsis that you were in for gold or thrash—and I'm happy to say this is in the middle—
I believe writing is an extension of oneself. So I write in relation to myself.
I hate conversations, I hate the gimmick before the action, any worthless conversation should be abolished and only meaningful parts should be left.
Like, no neeed for romance, no need for character development, or what I've grown to hate.—Why do you trust me, I could easily decieve you.— this segment of novels annoy me, I feel it's useless.
But then I realize that conversation, character growth and all are part of the nitty gritty of novels.
So, how do I run around that, simply shape my characters and I am, introverted and apathetic to social settings.
As a person, I do not believe I speak more than a chapter's worth of words in a week, and seventy percent of that is just useless namter and jokes the rest is responding to concerned adults in my life and asking questions.
So, forgive me for the stupid way my characters may seem or how conversations seem bland, o don't know how regular people talk.
Which then leads to my narration being thrash—is this how thrash is spelt, I swear I get dumber by the day, it doesn't seem correct in my eyes—and my core I am a yapper, so I tend to yap in between narration.
I swear, this little project of mine is just a way to communicate with new people without the stress of replying or texting back like social media and all.this gives a sense of anonymity.
I don't fancy being a content creator, so clicking two things of my bucket list at once.
Pursuing my dream as well as socialising.however the form.
So yeah, have patience and turn off your brain, let's have fun, life ain't gotta be serious, y'kmow.
And I also just did lenses, when I see people with medicated eyeglasses, I'm like should I greet my fellow four eyed nerds.
🙂🙂.
Till my next rant.