Artificial Authoring: Just Let the Computer Do It
By Jane • Apr 14th, 2008 • Category: Publishing News • •Ned has this theory that humans will eventually be replaced with digital creations once the animations and the real life figures can’t be told apart. Philip M. Parker is taking the digital creation of characters into the book world digitally authoring books. Mr. Parker is an “author’ only in the loosest sense. He compiles information available on the internet and with the help of 60 to 70 computers and a few programmers, puts the results into a book.
So far, most of the books are non fiction resources such as “The Official Patient’s Sourcebook on Acne“ or “The 2007-2012 Outlook for Tufted Washable Scatter Rugs, Bathmats and Sets That Measure 6-Feet by 9-Feet or Smaller in India” but Parker is readying to enter the fiction world:
And he is laying the groundwork for romance novels generated by new algorithms. “I’ve already set it up,” he said. “There are only so many body parts.”
Parker admits that his books have little value to anyone who is internet savvy so I don’t think that the romance authors have much to fear here.
NYT.
Jane is a long time romance reader whose passion is, you guessed it, reading. Jane also does not like to talk about herself in the third person, but apparently this is the way that this biography thing works (although in a true biography, someone else would be writing this blurb). Anyway, currently Jane loves urban fantasy authors Patricia Briggs and Ilona Andrews. She's really excited about this year's crop of historicals including Joanna Bourne's The Spymaster's Lady and Sherry Thomas' Private Arrangements and the upcoming Loretta Chase Her Scandalous Ways.
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Someone has done that on a small scale. Here’s a romantic drabble generator. Romance authors soooooo don’t have anything to worry about.
“There are only so many body parts.”
Sigh… what romance is to most people.
Man, part of me just wants to sit here and gape.
Is he serious?
But the other part of me is just…sigh.
What’s that contest for worse sex scene? Bet he could enter that.
I see Sir Ned is the ultimate realist.
Oh, well, if it’s all body parts why am I grappling with all this mental and emotional stuff? Not to mention the external plot. I’m working WAY too hard. Tab A, Slot B, that’s the ticket! *headdesk*