Day 121. 139 pages, 64,041 words.
Last week, I was blessed – blessed, I tell you – to be pointed in the direction of another in the Internet’s growing list of AIs, semi-AIs and faux-AIs that have been developed to make our lives that much more hilarious, while at the same time vaguely worrying in a what-happens-when-they-actually-become-sentient-and-realise-what-we’ve-done-to-them sort of way.
I give you … the story plot generator.
Here is the story that started it all, put together by the generator with input from a friend of mine. In it, you see an adventure from the life of Hatboy and Mrs. Hatboy, as well as a sure sign that soon, even authors such as myself will be supplanted by machines.
Here’s the blurb to a paranormal romance the AI wrote about dreameling!
There’s a heap of generators there. So much fun. So much time to waste. Dear me.