The Artificial Writer

Dear Readers,

It is January 2023 and here I am again, inspired to inspire.

Artificial "Intelligence"

I want to start by sharing my wonder for science. This time in the form of Artificial Intelligence, also referred to as AI. 

I am sorry to disappoint you but AI is in fact far from intelligent. It consists in feeding a program with what is called the "training dataset" and then test if it is capable of making decisions based on that data. A training set for  recognizing crosswalks looks like this:

With the hope of making the program correctly recognize crosswalks here:

Unfortunately we know that AI has still problems recognizing images, and for example will not recognize a red traffic light if a bird is partially covering it. A test humans would never fail. So, no, self-driving cars are not safe.

Artificial "Writer"

But it's 2023 and science keeps advancing. You can now become a tester of a program with an amazing potential: ChatGTP. As always there is a potential for doing good or bad, that is not part of the new advance itself. 

This open AI project doesn't recognize images, 

no dear readers: IT WRITES

And it writes sentences well enough to sentence to death the written assignments at any self respecting educational institution. 

But we can still have fun and hope that the program will be used for good at some point. 

Artificial Barbara Cartland

After a couple of tries I understood how specific muy request had to be and was blown away by the result:

My request: 

"Write a romance scene in the style of the writer Barbara Cartland"

and the result:

"Lady Alexandra sat on the edge of the rose garden, her heart heavy with sorrow. She had just received news that her beloved Lord Henry had been killed in battle, and she couldn't imagine life without him.
As she gazed out at the rolling hills and fields that stretched out before her, she was lost in thought, wondering if she would ever find happiness again.

Suddenly, she heard a soft voice behind her. "Lady Alexandra, might I have a word with you?"

She turned to see a tall, handsome stranger standing before her, his piercing blue eyes seeming to look right into her soul.

"Who are you?" she asked, feeling a strange flutter in her heart.

"I am Sir William, a knight in the service of your father," he replied, bowing low. "I came to offer my condolences on the loss of your betrothed. He was a brave man, and he will be greatly missed."

Lady Alexandra felt a tear slip down her cheek at the mention of Lord Henry. "Thank you, Sir William," she said softly.

"Please, do not cry," he said, reaching out to wipe away her tear. "I know it is difficult, but I assure you that time will heal your wounds. And who knows, perhaps in time you will find someone who can bring joy back into your life."

Lady Alexandra looked into his eyes and saw a kindness and compassion that she had never known before. She felt a spark of hope flicker to life within her, and she knew that, with Sir William by her side, she would one day find happiness again"

Cover of "The temptation of Torilla" by
the queen of Romance Barbara Cartland

Although I don't think knights are common in Barbara Cartland's Novels, this is really impressive. 

I gave my feedback to help the developers and the program generated a different scene:  

Lady Isabella sat in the drawing room, staring out the window at the gardens below. She was lost in thought, her mind consumed by the handsome and dashing Duke of Huntington.
She had met him at a ball a few weeks ago, and from the moment their eyes had locked, she had known that he was the one for her. But alas, he was betrothed to another, and Isabella knew that she could never compete with the beautiful and wealthy Lady Elizabeth.
With a sigh, she stood and began to pace the room. She couldn't shake the feeling that she was meant to be with the Duke, and she knew that she had to find a way to win his heart.
Just then, the door to the drawing room opened, and in walked the Duke himself. Isabella's heart skipped a beat as she gazed upon his chiseled jaw and piercing blue eyes.
"Lady Isabella," he said, bowing low. "I hope I am not intruding."
"Not at all, Your Grace," Isabella replied, trying to steady her voice. "Please, come in."
The Duke took a few steps into the room, his eyes locked on Isabella's. "I have come to speak with you, Lady Isabella," he said, his voice low and intense. "I cannot stop thinking about you. I know I am betrothed to another, but I cannot marry her. It is you that I love."
Isabella's heart swelled with joy as the Duke took her hand and dropped to one knee. "Will you be my bride, Lady Isabella?" he asked, his eyes full of hope and adoration.
"Yes, Your Grace," Isabella whispered, tears of happiness streaming down her face. "I will be your bride."
As the Duke stood and took her in his arms, Isabella knew that she had finally found the love that she had always dreamed of. And in that moment, as they shared their first kiss, she knew that they would be together forever.

Cover of "The Goddess and the Gaiety Girl" by
the queen of "clean" Romance Barbara Cartland

maybe in the near future I could complete this dramatic and enchanting paragraph with an artificially generated image. 

And since my last test ended in failure, most romance writers have nothing to fear...for now.

Sincerely,

Miranda