well that was fast

I’m working on edits for A Thing, so I didn’t think I’d get to blog this morning, but here we are! I have some screwing around to do, but I’d planned that for tomorrow, when I can dig in without getting interrupted by going to work.

That said, I also have no Deep Thoughts today on, like, anything. I have a doctor’s appointment later. I had some naan for breakfast. I have a meeting to go to where we’ll all be bitching about ChatGPT and the Singularity that is no doubt imminent (I joke, but ChatGPT and AI art is pissing me off so much I can’t even coherently write about it. Just–motherfucker, the goddamned gall of people; the disrespect for art and craft from whoever came up with this nonsense; askhgqoeihqoeihgaldkf.)

Here, have a link to Neil Clarke talking about the influx of bot-created fiction subs at Clarkesworld. (I have to say, if you’re looking to make a quick buck using AI, having it write short sff fiction is really not the way to go.)

Anyway, whatever, I saw that Haley Joel Osment movie: this all ends with a robot kid having mommy issues and New York under water; it’s fine.

Published by Laura E. Price

I read (you can check out my Goodreads if you want; it's linked on my blog). I write (I’ve been published in Cicada, On Spec, Strange Horizons, Beneath Ceaseless Skies, Betwixt, Metaphorosis, Gallery of Curiosities, The Cassandra Project; the stuff that’s available online is linked on my blog). I plan for the inevitable zombie apocalypse and welcome the coming of the gorilla revolution. Or the anarchist rabbits. Whichever happens first. (I also blame my husband for basically everything.)

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