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#creativewriting

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Stryder Notavi

I was browsing through my RSS reader and stumbled across a gem of an article.

If you're running a TTRPG it's a good source of inspiration for your world building. Alternatively, if you just want to read something that's amusingly unhinged, check this out.

throneofsalt.blogspot.com/2025

throneofsalt.blogspot.comSidrak the Sage Asks Some QuestionsThe blame for this can fall squarely on the Maniculum for introducing me to Sidrak and Bokkus , a medieval text wherein a Babylonian king n...
#ttrpg#worldbuilding#creativewriting
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Holland House Books

' "Yes, that’s it!" Said the Hatter with a sigh, it’s always tea time.” ‘
Lewis Carroll (1832-1898)

Can a mug be a muse? We've been asking authors to share their favourite mug for creating with - this week we have a very elegant fun one from Andile Cele, who was runner up for the Island Prize with her wonderful book 'Braids & Migraines', which was published 17th April.

#tea#coffee#creativewriting
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Mark Carrigan

Academic writing has always been in flux

It can feel when reading academics discussing LLMs that previously settled practices have been suddenly upturned by the introduction of this strange technology into higher education. The reality is that our practices of writing and communication have been through many such changes, often within the span of an individual’s own career. I was reaching the midpoint of a PhD when social media came to be a prominent feature of academic life, offering a potent forum through which to connect with others and discuss ideas alongside an ever present possibility of distraction. During the same PhD I remember talking to my supervisor about producing an 800 page book on a type writer. I simply couldn’t understand how such a thing was possible. Much as I struggled more recently when reading Lamott’s (1994) description of repairing a three hundred page manuscript by placing it on the floor of a cavernous living room in order to reorganise it page-by-page:

“I put a two-page scene here, a ten-page passage there. I put these pages down in a path, from beginning to end, like a horizontal line of dominoes, or like a garden path made of tiles. There were sections up front that clearly belonged in the middle, there were scenes in the last fifty pages that were wonderful near the beginning, there were scenes and moments scattered throughout that could be collected and written to make a great introduction to the two main characters. I walked up and down the path, moving batches of paper around paper-clipping self-contained sections and scribbling notes to myself on how to shape or tight or expand each section in whatever necessary way.” (Lamott’s 1994: 100).

It’s not that I couldn’t do this with my own text. While I’ve still not had reason to find out how to print at my university, in my fourth year since starting to work there, I’m sure I could quickly print out this text if I was motivated to do so. I remember the feeling of holding my PhD thesis in my hands the first time I printed out the draft, suddenly feeling a sense of mastery over this diffuse thing which had been the horizon of my experience for so long. I can recognise the appeal in the physical, the ways of relating to ideas opened up when we get our hands on their material expressions.

It’s just that I struggle to imagine relating in such a physical way, even allowing for the fact that I would undoubtedly be printing an electronic manuscript as opposed to Lamott’s manuscript produced through a typewriter. I was never a routine user of a printer to begin with but the separation from my office printer during the pandemic, combined with a diffuse dislike of the clutter of paper, inexorably led me towards working without print outs. It’s now been at least five years since I last printed something out and it wasn’t something I did much to begin with. The physical manifestations of my writing have slipped out of my immediate experience, no longer presenting as ready-to-hand, in a way that leaves them lodged as an intellectual possibility. In the same way that academics of my generation will often find it perplexing to be reminded that paper journals were once collected and consulted in physical form.

When our routines are disrupted we often feel compelled to account for that disruption. If things don’t work as planned, we are led to reflect on what we expected to happen. It’s easier to see routines when they don’t work because when they do they simply fade into the background. The same is true for the role of technology within these routines (Marres 2014: loc 1919). The introduction of LLMs into academic writing provides such a disruptive occasion because it unsettles many of the assumptions upon which our routines have previously depended. It’s no longer the case that a coherent piece of text we encounter must have been produced by a human author. It’s no longer the case that completing our own text requires only human effort.

This technological shift forces us to confront what writing means to us beyond its mechanical production. Just as word processors transformed academic writing by making revision less laborious, LLMs challenge us to articulate what remains essentially human in our scholarly production. Perhaps what matters most isn’t whether we occasionally use AI assistance, but how thoughtfully we integrate these tools into practices that preserve intellectual ownership and creative engagement with our ideas.

#academicWriting#books#creativeWriting
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pasjrwoctx👽

Hordes of Arachnid-human hybrids have just taken over Washington DC and they're in the process of consuming all the human -swine, authorities are not sure whether they should throw a party and celebrate or be in fear.

You can encourage my continued useless creative writing of absurd stories, and by doing so your helping to feed, house and clothe a #disabled man living in #poverty, $5-10-15 It All Helps, via #cashapp at $woctxphotog or via #paypal at paypal.com/donate?campaign_id=…

#creativewriting, #shortstories,

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illestpreacha

WhaleTimeLines

Blogpost: blog.illestpreacha.com/napowri

#NaPoWriMo #NaPoGenMo #packetgraphs #creativewriting

For the 6th poem of NaPoWriMo/GenMo 2025, I decided to use Packet Graphs(Via #MermaidJS) as a way to construct the poems

#Poetry

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title: "WhaleTimeLines"
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packet-beta
0-15: "Reading Beyond the Lines"
16-31: "Sandwiched between the times"
32-40: "Covering the oceans floor"
41-50: "rippling through the waves"
51-95: "The oceans waves that pour"
96-108: "The waves as its flows through the core"
109-117: "Adds up more and more"
118-133: "As the whales they swim"
134-145: "Swim along the edges of their fins"
146-172: "ushering in the newer phase"
173-215: "phase into the pace"
216-255: "increments seen in the place"

#creativecoding#poem#NaPoWriMo2025
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illestpreacha

DendroGramOfSenses2

#CreativeCoding #DataArt #CreativeWriting #Dendrogram

Blogpost for The Rules of the Poem : blog.illestpreacha.com/napowri

For the 5th Poem of #NaPoWriMo/ #NaPoGenMo 2025, DendroGramOfSenses2 contains rules and prompts coded in #Python. This is done by having two shuffled arrays of subject matter and creating a Dendrogram that every branch represents the amount of words allowed in that Line. Each branch is then followed by the subject they must correspond to.

#Poetry

Sometimes it is stringing
Sometimes it is Orbital
Spicy in Nature
But Glowish Spiritual
Embodying the emptiness

Emptiness stays mildly spicy
With a pleasant scent
That occasionally flinging
The spiritual presence
As it streams

Motioning its Orbits
To block smellways
To masked its presence
To alter its freeze
Moving with new ease
Altering the various pitches

Opening now the smellways
In tune with itself
Outwards with depth
Orbital stealth

#NapoWriMo2025
#NaPoGenMo2025
#NaPoWriMo5

Code is Poetry & Data is Poetry · NaPoWriMo+GenMo2025_Dendrogram2By Kofi / Illestpreacha
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illestpreacha

DendroGramOfSenses

#CreativeCoding #DataArt #CreativeWriting #Dendrogram

Blogpost for The Rules of the Poem : blog.illestpreacha.com/napowri

For the 4th Poem of #NaPoWriMo/ #NaPoGenMo 2025, DendroGramOfSenses contains rules and prompts coded in #Python. This is done by having two shuffled arrays of subject matter and creating a Dendrogram that every branch represents the amount of words allowed in that Line. Each branch is then followed by the subject they must correspond to.
#Poetry

The atmosphere is acting different
Feels non abrasive but deliberate
The Presence is Faint
But it’s spottable
High Decibels

Atmosphere still acting different
Fragrance is not impeccable
Hueful as Paint
Texture is unknown
Sweetness is Shown

#NapoWriMo2025#NaPoGenMo2025#NaPoWriMo4
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Hacker News

Nick Cave's thoughts on a ChatGPT poem (2023)

theredhandfiles.com/chat-gpt-w

#HackerNews #NickCave #ChatGPT #Poetry #AIThoughts #CreativeWriting #2023

The Red Hand Files · Nick Cave - The Red Hand Files - Issue #218 - I asked Chat GPT to write a song in the style of Nick Cave and this is what it produced. What do you think? Verse 1: In the depths of the night, I hear a call A voice that echoes, through the hall It’s a siren’s song, that pulls me in Takes me to a place, where I can’t begin Chorus: I am the sinner, I am the saint I am the darkness, I am the light I am the hunter, I am the prey I am the devil, I am the savior Verse 2: I walk the streets, with my head held high I’ve got my demons, but I’ll make them fly I’ll dance with the devil, and I’ll play his game I’ll be the one, to call his name Chorus: I am the sinner, I am the saint I am the darkness, I am the light I am the hunter, I am the prey I am the devil, I am the savior Bridge: I’ve got the blood of angels, on my hands I’ve got the fire of hell, in my eyes I’m the king of the abyss, I’m the ruler of the dark I’m the one that they fear, in the shadows they hark Chorus: I am the sinner, I am the saint I am the darkness, I am the light I am the hunter, I am the prey I am the devil, I am the savior Outro: So come with me, to the edge of the night Where the darkness and the light collide We’ll walk the line, between the good and the bad And we’ll see, who comes out on top in the end.Dear Mark, Since its launch in November last year many people, most buzzing with a kind of algorithmic awe, have sent me songs ‘in the...
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