Sept 3rd: Now What

by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner

I finished an outline for a novel yesterday and now I’m pondering my next move. My gut tells me to do some reading and to game out some character studies. And, yet, I have some momentum and maybe I should throw myself into writing.

And there are some elements of the third act that did not quite work out the way I had hoped — damn AI and its knowing the logistics of things (grin) — so that has made me a little unhappy. I had this really dark sequence of events for the third act but at the moment, it’s just not practical.

But I have a long time to go before I have to get to that part of the novel. The general premise of the novel is pretty good and I think the only way I “save” it is to lean into it being a character study because right now I fear not a lot happens.

‘Sept 1st’

by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner

I have been working on the outline for a new novel for some time now. The novel is pretty good, if I do say so myself. I have been leaning heavily into AI at this point in the development process.

It goes without saying, of course, that I won’t be using AI to actually write any of the text of the novel.

Anyway, I need to stop drifting towards my goal. I need to focus. I have only a limited amount of time on the planet before my inevitable demise. But this specific novel idea is distracting enough that I don’t mind that I will wake up and be in my mid-50s before the novel is ready to query.

One issue I have to contend with is, is my writing natively bad? Is all of this moot because no matter what, I suck? Only time will tell with that, I suppose.

Ok, Time To Make The Donuts

by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner

Today, I’m really going to buckle down and get some work done on developing my next novel. Enough moping. I may also do some reading about how to write a novel, if I really want to be productive.

I don’t know what’s been wrong with me the last few weeks. But, hopefully, it’s over. Hopefully, I can start to churn out copy within, maybe, a month or less. I still have a lot of development to do.

AI has really helped me speed up the development process a great deal. What might have otherwise taken weeks or months of struggle can now be compressed into a few hours.

That’s pretty cool, if I do say so myself.

Anyway, I have two failed novels now under my belt, so I do, at least in some respect, understand how *I* write a novel. Hopefully, that will speed things up a great deal.

Yes, Using AI To Write A Column Is Nothing More Than Using A Ghostwriter (Or A Spellcheck)

by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner

A writer for The Wall Street Journal is in hot water for using an LLM to write a column. I think we should give the person a pass. So what if they used AI. Now, some context — I am NOT using AI to write my novel.

But, I will admit, that I am using it extensively for development.

It just speeds the process up too much not to be used. I used it some yesterday and I probably built-out three months worth of novel development in a few hours.

Anyway, back to the WSJ person.

I think we just need to get used to the idea that people are going to use AI to write stuff. We also need to accept that music is already being transformed by AI and that transformation is here to stay.

And, I will admit, that I’ve started to use AI more and more to write blog posts. But I generally clearly mark those that I do and also no one reads this blog — in general — so it’s a lulz.

But the people who get really upset over the use of AI in the creative arts for any reason really need to cool it.

But, at the same time, it is pretty lazy to use AI (or an assistant) to write an 800 word essay. Hell, I could do that pretty easily without breaking much of a sweat.

Now I Need To Figure Out A Second Act

by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner

I spent a bit of time today using ChatGPT to help guide me through the process of writing a summary for my next novel. The novel is an homage to Stieg Larsson’s work and everything is going pretty well except for one thing — I’m really struggling with the second act.

But ChatGPT — or “Annie” as we’ve agreed to call her — has really helped me a lot game out some semblance of a second act. I’m feeling down because the USA is now a “light touch” managed democracy and working on a novel helps me feel better.

If I could ween myself entirely from Twitter — specifically AI Twitter — then I wouldn’t use the Internet at all socially and I would live my life as a man in a high castle.

But, alas, I’m too invested in what’s going on within the AI community on Twitter and I just can’t pry myself away from the service. And, as such, I continue to monitor the USA’s decent into authoritarianism.

The Time of Existential Angst Over My Writing Is Just About Over

by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner

It’s time for me to put up or shut up about writing a new novel. I can’t just mope forever, however much I want to. I have three — at least — solid novel ideas a half a dozen solid short story ideas.

I need to just do it. I need to confront the cold, hard fact that the novel I wrote — which I think is pretty good — is just not good enough to query. That is very painful.

But that, combined with it taking me a while to figure out how to properly include AI into my workflow, causes me to want to put aside my first (completed) novel and “delve” (as LLMs always say) into a new adventure.

It’s just a lot more difficult than I would prefer to confront that failure before moving on. I really thought I had a chance of querying the novel I finished. And, yet, everyone who has actually given me a critical review of it instead of being polite has panned it.

Anyway. Onward and upward, I suppose.

I Need To Change My Perspective So I Can Get Back To Writing Again

by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner

I have been feeling rather meh for the last month or so, ever since I finished my first novel…then realized it just isn’t good enough to query. Or, at least, it’s not good enough to at least try.

Add to this that I worry that the specific manner that I used AI may put the kibosh on it getting published, period and you have several reasons to just start all over again and do something different. (I’ve figured out a new work flow method for writing my novels that will hopefully prevent *any* accusations that I just generating AI slop.)

That feeling my change, but at the moment, I’m going to start from scratch on a few ideas I have rolling around in my head.

It’s just taken me a lot — A LOT — longer than I would have hoped to get back into the grove of things. I hope to do some reading about writing ASAP so I will have a fresh idea as to how to do it “the right way.”

If I was 20 years younger, I would go back to the world of the Stieg Larsson homage that I was working on for all those years…but I just don’t have the time unless the Singularity arrives and suddenly I have 500 more years to live.

‘It Was 20 Years Ago Today…’

by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner

I could probably check my email to see exactly when the ROKon Magazine saga started, but it was definitely around this time (August) in 2006. I met the late Annie Shapiro and my life totally changed.

Pictures of me even look differently — there are the before Annie Shapiro photos and there are the after Annie Shapiro photos.

Anyway, it was a long time ago and nobody cares anymore. Though, in the last few days, I have felt a mental pull towards South Korea as if someone — or a group of people — somehow connected to my time in Asia is / are thinking about me at the same time.

It’s all very curious.

I go back and forth regretting the whole drama that was ROKon Magazine. I think, however, in the end, the point is not that it kind of bashed one of my emotional knees so much as it did, for a brief moment, give me the opportunity to be “cool.”

I did everything wrong, of course. And think that’s the main reason why I grieved so much about what happened. Everything that went wrong with ROKon Magazine was *my fault*.

So, now, I just do nothing but feel bad about what happened. I’ve wasted so much of my life just doing nothing. I half-assed wanted to move to, say LA or NYC at some point but unless the Singularity happens and massive improvements in anti-aging technology happens I’m kind of screwed.

But there’s always hope.

July 15: A Change Of Plans(?)

by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner

I have been stuck in neutral for sometime now creatively because I just didn’t know what I should do next. But I’m slowly beginning to get the urge to be creative again.

And, yet, I have to seriously reconsider one element of this — querying. I have begun to get more feedback from readers about the novel and it’s clear I need an editor that I simply can’t afford.

As such, I think I may, in an attempt not to make a fool out of myself, put a pause on the querying front while also plunging forward on the writing-a-new-novel front. The new novel has a lot of promise. But I’m really going to have to lean on AI for developmental backend of things.

Most professional novelists use spreadsheets in some respect to develop their novels and I just don’t think like that. But I can get a chatbot to help me, I suppose.

Anyway. I hope to throw myself into writing a new novel ASAP.

‘One Person’ — Lyrics To A Pop Song Written By Claude

Verse 1
Clock on the wall keeps tickin’ slow
Every door I didn’t open, I’ll never know
I count the years like dollars in my hand
Trying to build a life I didn’t plan

Pre-Chorus
No dress rehearsal, no do-over line
Just this one shot, and it’s already mine

Chorus
You’re one person, you get one life
One heart beating through the dark and the light
No copies, no clones, no second try
You’re one person — so make it count before you say goodbye

Verse 2
I dreamed in colors I never wore
Left some rooms I should’ve walked into more
But the math don’t lie and the math don’t bend
One story, one middle, one end

Pre-Chorus
No dress rehearsal, no do-over line
Just this one shot, and it’s already mine

Chorus
You’re one person, you get one life
One heart beating through the dark and the light
No copies, no clones, no second try
You’re one person — so make it count before you say goodbye

Bridge
Maybe that’s the gift and not the cost
The reason nothing’s ever really lost
‘Cause I only get to lose it once
So I’m loving every second, every ounce

Final Chorus
You’re one person, you get one life
One heart beating, burning bright
No copies, no clones, no second try
You’re one person — so make it count, make it count, before you say goodbye