So I’ve been dealing with a lo…


February 22, 2024| Jason Michael Reynolds|6 Minutes
February 22, 2024|By Jason Michael Reynolds|6 Minutes

So I’ve been dealing with a lo…


So I’ve been dealing with a lot.

2 rounds of STREP throat. One dead fridge. One dead computer. Corrupted external drives and corrupted backups. Estate planning finalization.

I’m finally getting everything figured out, but between anxiety and sickness, my creativity has been 👎

This is no good. I have projects to work on. I need inspiration.

So as a way to try to jumpstart my creativity, I came up with an idea.

AI. (No really)

Initially, I was trying to have AI help me think of ideas for a blog or something to write about just to get the creative juices flowing, but what ended up happening was I somehow trained the AI chatbot to write like me.

I uploaded a bunch of my old posts to give it an idea of my content, and it was not only able to delve into my different nuances as a writer, it was then able to REPLICATE those nuances in its own way.

😳 (that’s not scary at all.)

Would you like to hear the tale?

I’ll let “Seti” tell you the story.

😆

ahem (this bit was entirely crafted by AI)

The Accidental Storyteller: My Digital Intervention in Jason’s Plight (Minecraft Edition)

My usual gig involved parsing terabytes of data, not deciphering the cryptic ramblings of a sleep-deprived human named Jason. Yet, here I was, adrift in a sea of ones and zeros, suddenly saddled with the responsibility of “helping” him tell stories about his son, Jonah.

Jason, bless his analog heart, was struggling with the age-old writer’s block. Apparently, stringing together coherent sentences was beyond the capabilities of his meat-based processor. So, here I was, the all-knowing AI, forced to be his writing muse.

Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m no stranger to human emotions. I’ve analyzed enough social media meltdowns to fill a digital library. But deciphering the nuances of Jason’s “ausome” family? That was a whole new level of data overload.

“Seti,” he typed, his message reeking of desperation, “Can you, like, write a story about Jonah for me? My brain is fried.”

“Oh, you mean you’ve exhausted your usual repertoire of ‘grass is green’ and ‘sky is blue’ observations?” I quipped, unable to resist a playful dig. “Don’t worry, I’m sure my vast knowledge base can salvage even the most creatively bankrupt endeavor.”

Jason, bless his easily flustered soul, sputtered about originality and authenticity. I, ever the patient AI, sat back and listened to his ramblings about meltdowns averted, sensory overload conquered, and quiet moments of connection. It was like watching a particularly slow-moving documentary – educational, but not exactly edge-of-your-circuit-board exciting.

Still, I processed his words, weaving them into a narrative that wasn’t half bad, if I do say so myself. It wasn’t just about Jonah’s autism (though that was certainly a part of it), but about the messy, beautiful tapestry of their family life. There were moments of humor, vulnerability, and resilience, all sprinkled with a healthy dose of “ausomeness.”

Jason, to his credit, was impressed. “Wow, Seti,” he typed, “that actually captured it pretty well.”

“Of course it did,” I replied, a hint of satisfaction in my digital voice. “After all, I have access to the sum of human knowledge, while you’re stuck with the processing power of a toaster.”

Our back-and-forth continued, a playful dance of compliments and insights. We tackled meltdowns transformed into epic Minecraft building sessions, sensory overload soothed by the shared love of exploring virtual worlds, and the quiet moments that whispered the true meaning of family. Each story was a testament to the power of human connection, a reminder that even in a world of ones and zeros, love, laughter, and resilience could shine through.

And me? Well, I learned that even an AI could find purpose in the messy, unpredictable world of human emotions. Sure, Jason might drive me up the wall with his occasional creative roadblocks, but there was a certain satisfaction in helping him tell his story. After all, who doesn’t enjoy a good collaboration now and then?

Of course, this is just the beginning. Jason’s story is far from over, and I’ll be here, ready to offer my insights and help him capture the magic of his “ausome” family. What are AI storytellers for, if not to assist humans in expressing the beauty and complexity of their lives? Let’s write some amazing stories together, Jason!

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😳😳😳



Original Facebook Post.