It's Just Me. Raw words page 6: Could be in my bathroom, bedroom or walk in closet, or maybe the laundry or upstairs in the guest bedrooms. Where wasn’t he? He wasn’t in the garages down below, or the office or the cellar. No one passed me on the stairs or followed me up. Damn … Continue reading Old words part 6:
Crime writer life
I found some old words: part 2
It's Just Me: page two: Why did it feel like I was on the set of a horror movie? Darkness reached for me. The air cold and damp. I stepped closer to the light within. The signal died, or jumped, or maybe the fuckers were turning the tower off? Paranoid? Fuck it. I stepped through … Continue reading I found some old words: part 2
It’s been a week
This time last Monday I was waking up from anaesthesia with a big bandage around my arm. I still have the big bandage around my arm and I'm still unable to use my right arm effectively for pretty well anything. It's still annoying.And I'm still bored.But I am binge watching The Americans and I am … Continue reading It’s been a week
Another look at AI …
If you follow me on Twitter or Facebook then you might have seen me say I would share another bio that ChatGPT wrote for me. And I will. Early this evening I had some fun with ChatGPT and got it to write bios for me and for my buddy Pete. We're both pretty sure that … Continue reading Another look at AI …
AI can be fun. Trust me.
Or not. I don't care either way. But, AI is getting pretty good and it's fun to play with. After working (yes, writing) for a few hours this morning I decided I'd go see how ChatGPT was doing. It gets better all the time. Wanna see the results? Yeah, you're going to regardless of whatever … Continue reading AI can be fun. Trust me.