PART ONE : INTRODUCTION
Consisting of;
Toes
Step by Step 1 : expression
Step by Step 2 : utopian autopen
A Giant Leapfrog
TOES
I write.
I have been writing all my life.
Early childhood memories of the happiness at learning how to craft alphabetical letters, the actual act of writing, training my motor reflex, training my hands, fingers, to hold a pen and to trace letters. I loved it. I still do although I take every shortcut and my handwriting is scruffy spider scrawl, borderline illegible.
I type much faster than I write by hand. The content is different. Less measured. More words, more sloppy content.
I study the art of writing. Reduce word count. Say exactly what you intend to say, no less. Tell it as it is. Minimalism for impact.
When typing for speed of first draft I take a shortcut of;
“I can add parentheses later.”
I write dialogue.
I can add quotation marks later.
Then, they done gone went invented AI.
I can copypaste parentheses-free scrawl into GoblinGPT (my personally trained monstrosity) with a command:
Thou Shall Add Quotation Marks To This Madness.
And lo, and behold, it is done.
This is deemed amongst writing swircles to be a non-invasive use of AI for writing manuscripts. It has been dubbed ‘the grunt work’. I liketh that.
Teetering on the edge of a precipice, one toe poked into the digital darkness to test the gravity of the situation.
STEP BY STEP 1 : expression
He said.
She said.
Steve King said that’s all we need. Anything more is flowery derailment from the purpose of the project. The purpose of the prose is showing off. It is decided by The Many * to be the Skilful Mastery. *
The beautiful English language has many beautiful beauties of bogglingly befuddling bemusement for wordsmiths to grow glowing glossalia.
It adds inflection to the scene.
“Colour.” He grunted.
“Flavour.” She oozed.
"Mood.” He provoked.
“Atmosphere.” She sighed.
It brings it to life.
* Hidden Codex:
TM = trademark
SM = Sadism & Masochism
In context of SM;
TM becomes either The Masochist or The Master.
STEP BY STEP 2 : utopian autopen
“Thou Shall Add Beats To This Madness.”
Obviously we love beat poetry. Beat poetry develops a writers ability even if the writer considers themself a novelist rather than a poet. Poetry is essential for the novelist and just like with any other species of genitalia, you don’t have to show anyone.
At some point of senile senior frustration, the love affair becomes yesterday’s faded remnant and is assigned to The Grunt Work.
Adding “He said. She said.” to the dialogue (recognising the speakers intended gender) soon becomes experimentally an instruction to GoblinGPT; “Use inflection appropriate for the dialogue to express the speakers personality and the intellectual and emotional emphasis of each line.”
And wo, and beyond any predilections, Bucky Done Some Magic.
A GIANT LEAPFROG
For scriptwriters this is Not As Useful As It Seems because The best script Writers will explain how out of respect for the quality of acting and for the actors themselves, it is for the actor to understand and interpret the role, to add their own inflection. Therefore, such direction is for novices and not professionals upon the stage.
For novelists benefiting from all of the available tools, it is a major breakthrough in levelling up the ability of people with a great idea but entirely lacking in writing skills, to be able to produce bog standard middle of the road draft, which is easy for other people to read.
Of course, this does flood the marketplace with even more dreadful waste of time than ever before. However, it is easy reading. I do bemoan the loss of skills involved in the art form I have dedicated my life to. Simultaneously, and without lack of integrity, it is exciting how quickly those many shelved projects can be converted into something possible for others to peruse. The backlog of stockpiled ideas can rapidly become industrious and presentable to the herd, that they may be heard.
There is, after all, a lot more to storytelling than the language through which it is conveyed. There is also the story itself, many of which need to be told. There is also the audience, the reader, desperate for new material because most of what they have assimilated is the same old middle of the road trite equivalent versions of stuff they’ve already read before.
This encapsulates the hard line between the professional level of the publishing industry, and that terrible ocean of self published, under promoted vanity work.
Of course, you also have the free-to-access blog sites such as this one to indulge.
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