I simply seemed into my thoughts and this got here up: Sure, there shall be „flawless“ AI books. After which there shall be bookstores, studying circles, e-book park occasions, secret swaps in busses, festivals, solely devoted to „made up by a human thoughts“ tales. Perhaps even camp fires, or at the very least a candle surrounded by people.
And since these, the human considered tales we learn at nighttime, they’ll make themselves cozy in our our bodies and keep there.
And since these tales can have stunning imperfections, we’ll see ourselves mirrored in them.
And since these tales can have a human coronary heart high quality, these are those, we’ll purchase, learn, present, write ourselves, go away in trains or on door stoops.
And due to these tales, we’d wish to know extra in regards to the human who has written these books; a depth and richness which a non-human e-book can not present. And I’m right here for it.
I wish to carry on studying books that both catch me and drag my coronary heart into this story; or learn books I discover „oh, nicely“. I’m not concerned about a e-book that fulfils my each dream (and I assume an AI e-book supplied with the fitting prompts may do precisely that). I desire a e-book with actual pages, learn instances and instances once more on a prepare, on the seashore, on a settee, between different people sitting on a park bench.
Mainly, I wish to say hooray to Daphne du Maurier, Astrid Lindgren, Struan Murray, Andrea Wulf, Oliver Jeffers and about 742 different human e-book writers who made and make my world so a lot extra stunning.
Crickey Grace, who would have thought I can cry over a cartoon. 🙂 thanks.