AI Art vs. Human Art

I’ve known a life where walking around with a literal computer in your pocket was not our reality…

… until it was. 

Where the concept of AI was some distant idea that we read about in sci-fi books, and the occasional movie that made it out of Hollywood… 

… until it wasn’t. 

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Dropping the Act

I’m not a Florida girl, by any stretch. Palm trees still fascinate me. The access to clear, blue water and soft sand still amazes. I am not that pressed over Publix.

But the clouds. The clouds give me pause. Thick. Low. Heavy. 

Kind of like secrets. 

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A Substack Challenge

I’ve blogged here and there. Started a cooking YouTube channel for the briefest of seasons. Created a website. But a dedicated, consistent pursuit over a long period of time, I’ve never done. I’ve sat on these scrap notes, post-its, and notebooks, knowing one day that I would come back and do something with them, and I guess that day is here. 

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FOMO to JOMO

Fear of Missing Out.

Y’all... I hate the idea of missing out. I want to be included in everything. I want to be everywhere with everybody.

Obviously, with this pandemic, our calendars have drastically cleared up. When we first started back in February, literally no one was doing anything. Everything was closed, everyone was home.

And through that, I started to realized it became a JOY to miss out.

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"I Am Carried In Arms That Planned Adventure..."

Read this quote in a book one day and I put it on my letter board at work…

… a month before I got let go.

& I am not talking about the “let go” that you see coming, the ones where the writing is CLEARLY on the wall.

It was “We’re making budget cuts and you can leave today. We’ll pay you for the rest of the month.”.

Oh.

No heads up.

No conversation.

No warning.

Kind of like this season of Covid-19.

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Book Review: If you Find This Letter

...books change you. They mess up your insides. They make you drool over the prospect of being a better human and a better lover and a better friend. They pull at your stomach and leave you raw and open and naked. Books can straight up mangle you and sometimes it’s just better if you let them do their work. - Hannah Brencher

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