I have to say, I'm becoming addicted to letting auto-fill write this story. This afternoon, I sat down to write my daily flash fiction. I decided to try to get Auto-fill to tell me more about the protagonist of this story. Here's what I got:
* * * * * * * * * *
The game has been a lot
more than a few incidents. I did a lot of things to make sure that they
didn’t find means to track my movements. I ate garbage all night so I
had a different smell. I drove a tractor to pick up groceries. I wore
clothes that were not really good enough for me to go to the gym in.
I am a huge fan of sushi so I don’t have it anymore. I love basketball
so I don’t watch it anymore. I am an angry bird nowadays. All the things
I love, I don’t do. I just have garbage for dinner, dress badly, and drive a lawn tractor any time I leave home.
I live in a dolphin house and it’s not really a good place. I can’t
date, either. The other tenets would eat me out. The game is everything,
even to them.
What is a dolphin house, you ask? Good question. It’s a parody of
Dolphin Square in London, basically a bunch of “serviced” flop houses in
a failed business district the supernaturals bought to house their
pets. I do landscaping in exchange for rent, a job I got because of that
damn lawn tractor.
* * * * * * * * * *
That last paragraph was me trying to turn Auto's rambling into some kind of context. I like it, I really do! Still need to find out some basic details such as gender, but the protag sounds intriguing at this point!
`Rebecca
Friday, February 2, 2018
Thursday, February 1, 2018
Playing With Autofill
I found an article while browsing Face book that had me in stitches this evening. Botnik Studios put out an episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation created with predictive keyboards. You read that right, they deliberately auto-wrecked themselves. It's gloriously hilarious.
Once my uncontrolled giggling subsided, I started thinking. What would a werewolf romance story written with auto-fill read like? I had to give it a try!
The first thing I discovered was that my phone's a better medium for this type of writing. The predictive keyboard I downloaded for my PC didn't seem to grasp action verbs or nouns. The second thing i discovered is that i have to guide the story a bit. My phone did come up with the premise of this bit of flash fiction, though. Here's my best creation to date:
Werewolves want to be the only ones in this game. The fact that I have been in the game for years now is a little hard to fathom. I’m not sure how I feel about it. The game sucks. I suck. Werewolves suck. Every time I try to get out, I get pulled back in eventually. They don’t want me here, but they won’t let me go, either.
The game is a simple thing. The only thing that is wrong is that it doesn’t work. They hide in public and pretend no one sees them. Most people play along and “don’t see” them. Sometimes people see them despite trying not to. I’m not one of those people who are still “not seeing” them.
They’ve never let me forget it. They haven’t killed me, though they have killed others. They haven’t absorbed me into their society, though they sometimes do that, too.
I can’t win, leave, join, or die. I just keep playing the game.
Not bad. I think I'll keep adding to this story to see where it goes!
~Rebecca
Once my uncontrolled giggling subsided, I started thinking. What would a werewolf romance story written with auto-fill read like? I had to give it a try!
The first thing I discovered was that my phone's a better medium for this type of writing. The predictive keyboard I downloaded for my PC didn't seem to grasp action verbs or nouns. The second thing i discovered is that i have to guide the story a bit. My phone did come up with the premise of this bit of flash fiction, though. Here's my best creation to date:
Werewolves want to be the only ones in this game. The fact that I have been in the game for years now is a little hard to fathom. I’m not sure how I feel about it. The game sucks. I suck. Werewolves suck. Every time I try to get out, I get pulled back in eventually. They don’t want me here, but they won’t let me go, either.
The game is a simple thing. The only thing that is wrong is that it doesn’t work. They hide in public and pretend no one sees them. Most people play along and “don’t see” them. Sometimes people see them despite trying not to. I’m not one of those people who are still “not seeing” them.
They’ve never let me forget it. They haven’t killed me, though they have killed others. They haven’t absorbed me into their society, though they sometimes do that, too.
I can’t win, leave, join, or die. I just keep playing the game.
Not bad. I think I'll keep adding to this story to see where it goes!
~Rebecca
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