The end of this novel went in a different direction than I expected. I was drawn into it right away and was excited by the story and the ideas and the potential, but it feels like in the end it left much unexplored. There was a lot of attention focused on the technical details, research, …
Alternate worlds: in which I am a robot who forgot he is a robot
All memories of eating, bleeding, or other non robotic bodily functions have been inserted throughout the day by the memory chip in my positronic brain. Many times throughout the day, I shut down momentarily, freeze in place, and a recollection of drinking coffee or using the toilet is inscribed on my mind. Why? because, we …
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Alternate worlds: in which I can write 60 wpm
Not type, but write. Amazing prose, polished, complete, top quality words. In this word, I would write a novel per week... and that would three 8 hour days of solid typing. Every idea I had would be a story, every whim a plot. The books would pile so high that I'd have nothing to do …
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Writing: the one thing I’m good at
I was born to do this, and I'm never going to stop. I just watched a movie, called the Surrounding Game. It is a documentary about Go--one of my other hobbies. And it made me realize that I am a writer. I have to write, in the same way those players have to play go. …
Alternate worlds: in which food is no fun
In this world, food is not enjoyed, or even thought about. A perfectly balanced combination of nutrients is devised personally for each individual based on their body chemistry, and taken as one might take a vitamin. No one prepares food, or eats together, or eats anything at all other than this daily requirement. In this …
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