However, my publisher said my blog is a good way for me to sell my novel, Dead and Not Dead. So, let me at it.
What about artificial intelligence? It’s threatening a whole array of new professions.
For example, writing my blog. It might write a splendid blog.
Maybe I have an advantage.
What is it?
Being weird. Being unpredictable. Jumping off verbal cliffs that zip off into weird tangents. Having crazy grammar.
Maybe AI can handle that.
If it can, then I’ll have to be more unpredictable and write things like, I’ve went. Really bad grammar writing and not just my kind of poor grammar. Bare my grammarly teeth. Make up my own grammar.
Here’s a quick non-AI story about Dominic.
Note that I’ve written this section so as to make it somewhat AI proof.
“Where did you get that?” I cawed.
“Meow, meow,” he answered.
I removed the glove from his ear and then went about searching for the other fifty gloves. I couldn’t bake it.
I would, from time to time, ask Dominic to find my other frying pan.
I’ve thought of strapping a small cask of rum around his mighty esophagus.
And Dominic said, tweet tweet.