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Originally posted by jbx:

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Originally posted by UberDog:


The thing is, most authors do simply reinvent their own will again and again.

The results are always recognizable by pattern.

Oh, well, sure, that's what I mean, distill the essence of their style and then smear it on whatever you wanted. UberMSG for literature. Camus flavored Gibson, or Gibson flavored Camus.

The joke would be to have to write the most personally boring things for eternity. You know, Buffy and X-Files 4eva, the worst kinds of soap opera comic book plotting, continuous serial narrative with perfect fan cannon. It's be like you were R. A. Salvatore.

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Originally posted by jbx:

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Originally posted by kenmeer livermaile:

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No, because it would be caught in a recursive loop. Think of all the layers possible. A Gibson writing about a cyberpunk future in which a Gibson writes about a real 20th century in which a writer imagines a cyberpunk future in which a writer named Gibson writes about a...

The recursion itself is the thing, the content becomes subservient to the pattern.

More soph, please!

Worse would be real time authors notes. Unpacking all of their personal references via memory replay off the ROM, or off another ROM, full of different memories you wanted to stream in to the flow. Fully in-line annotated Finnegan's Wake. And then the meta meta meta novel from Uber.

With a Palahniuk twist at the end.

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Originally posted by Boogerhead:
Jeebus forked-up xrist,
thinking about a hyper-annotated "Ulysses": just borked mah noggin'.

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Originally posted by Boogerhead:
Jeebus forked-up xrist,
thinking about a hyper-annotated "Ulysses": just borked mah noggin'.

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Camus flavored Gibson, or Gibson flavored Camus.

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Originally posted by RUR:

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Camus flavored Gibson, or Gibson flavored Camus.

"MOTHER died today. Or, maybe, yesterday; I can’t be sure. The text message from the Bio- Vat suspension facility in Brussels
says: YOUR MOTHER PASSED AWAY. FUNERAL TOMORROW. DEEPSYMPATHY. Which leaves the matter doubtful; it could have been yesterday".