Our previous Thursday class was very interesting as we dived into each others voice in writing in comparison to a computer system, Chat GPT. I find it to be very clear that while a computer system as such may be a cool demonstration of what a writing prompt can or should look like, (kind of one of those things where you see this is what you should or should not do) but at the end of the day, it is not authentic, not original, and not creative. It’s missing the most important part, the human, Without that human touch I feel as if though Chat GPT produced generic writing that maybe a more boring and traditional teacher would approve of. But with no personal touch or voice, if you use Chat GPT for one assignment or paper, you would have to keep using it because that would potentially be your “voice,” a computer.
Now diving into James McBride in preparation for his event on Thursday, I had a lot of interest when it came to reading and listening to the quarantine tapes. One thing that resonated most with me was when he said, “…I believe we have more in common than we are different.” In his book, Deacon King Kong McBride makes the cop in his story, the good man. As a Black author, I am sure he must have received some backlash from choosing to do so. I do agree with his statement, on why he chose to make the white cop a good man but it still does raise a question as to why the cop couldn’t be a bad guy to further tell the story that many Blacks do have to struggle and face. Because as we know, with a whole movement be centered towards the subject, seems like there is and never will be enough awareness for it. Because until the problem officially stops, we can’t stop making the conversation.
Questions for James McBride
- Considering that you are a big advocate for for arts in school and without it robs children of their creativity, how do you feel about computer systems such as Chat GPT that write papers for students?
- Why did you chose to make the white officer a good man instead of a bad man and create a positive outcome for the characters in the book?
Both the documentary and reading were both helpful and insightful to further dive into the subject of AI. Not sure if I have been living under a rock or something but being back in school for my second semester of graduate school, this is my first introduction of AI. I did have one student tell me one day that a system did write his paper, I was confused. With the lack of knowledge of these online tools, I had just assumed that the software had edited his paper for him to make it better. Little did I know.
I am not fully against computer systems. While there are more cons’ than pros’ of course, I do feel like in a way AI can benefit writers, if used correctly. But with everything in life, everything needs to be used with moderation. I like that in the reading there was a distinct message that compares what a creator and an artist is. This is important. While AI systems can be compared to ghost writers, AI still generates writing at a low bar. The artist/writer still needs to build and work on what was created. AI systems really can mostly push and help with any writers block one may have, and I feel like that’s what it mainly should be used for. Computer systems are trained to predict what comes next. And just like that YA author who was writing a fantasy novel and used AI, as we can predict, AI does not always have the best predictions itself of what should come next. The system should be used with a grain of salt, it may be helpful and it may inspire other ideas within yourself that was pushed.
I agree with HOLLYMAHOGANY, AI does loose that human touch. While it can be a great and helpful tool for writers and artists, it will still never be as creative as a human can be. In my opinion at least. While the tool can be there and used when needed, I don’t think it’s a system creators should primarily be fixated on using. It should be there as tool of recourse, not a tool for creativity.
My name is Julie (although I usually prefer Jules, it’s what everyone pretty much calls me). This is my second semester of my graduate program here at Kean. And so far, not too shabby. I feel like I am right where I am suppose to be alongside with work and just life in general. Feeling pretty positive which is good because at least one thing is going right, right? Anyways, I’m 26 years old, I work at Passaic High School, I’m the youngest sibling of two, I have four pets, and I like to read and write. Which would make sense of my placement here I suppose. I’m also really big on film photography.
But yeah, I’m excited for this course and the things I will learn as I go.
So I think my final project might be actually done. I feel content with it; part of me wants to add more but also another part of me likes it the way it is. But I’m also a libra so I’m always very indecisive. I think now what’s left for me to do is the final project assessment and make sure that is completed for my portfolio submission with all my links.
I am excited to share and discuss in class tomorrow about my final project and share my collective and private work with everyone
For my final project for elit, I have I want to say about half of it done. I started collecting photos and poems that I would like to include and with that being said I have about five slides done. I’m aiming for another 10 slides. After that, I intend to include all the hyperlinks needed, probably will only include them on five slides to connect them to two other poems to read from, which is where the other 10 will come from.
I’m really excited for the end result on this project, so far I am really happy with the way this is turning out.
The reading, Hana Feels was a very sentimental piece to read. I honestly couldn’t stop and I was debating in the end whether or not to try again and end the story another way. The story can end in three different ways, in the way I chose I assume Hana is somewhat okay. Her friend did end the friendship, her mother did call her to tell her she would see her in a month. But I’m not quite sure how Hana is doing? Like is she doing better where she may possibly stop cutting herself? Is she ever going to call Will (I think was his name) again? Like I have questions now. I don’t know if my ending kind of left it open in the sense for the reader to decide how Hana is by going based off what was read. But it does make me wonder if the other endings have more clear endings on what exactly happens to Hana health wise, and if we do get those definite answers.
I appreciate Gianna’s pre-mention and warning before the read that this piece is heavy. Because it was. This piece wasn’t necessarily a trigger for me, but I definitely feel it was very realistic. And I speak from experience and just knowing others who have dealt and struggle with mental health. This piece definitely highlights and brings awareness to how friends and family really don’t notice because respectfully, people are wrapped up in their own life. It’s not a bad thing, it’s just human nature. This piece illustrates that how someone can show signs of struggle and we may still not be able to pick it up. With that being said, friendly reminder, always check in on those that are close to you.
I also enjoyed how this piece was an easy read, you were able to also pick lines that you wanted to maybe say for that character to get more information or words from Hana. Colors always changed for each interaction as well. And I also did appreciate reading the journal entries because I feel like in the journals itself we got more from Hana then what she would tell others.
First of all what the heck? I am trying to keep this blog PG but this was my first initial reaction as I was reading this piece. My dumb self assumed that this piece was only an audio project so I kid you not, I held my phone to my ear for a minute before I accidentally pressed something and I then realized that the piece had readings available. Which I was glad because the music was kind of eerie. Anyways, the readings were sad. I felt sad immediately, it instantly gave me scary movie vibes but based on true events (and we all know those are the worst).
What I noticed with this piece was for the most part it was mainly dark, color wise. But also they music and very large text. It almost made it seem that these recordings, the inmates was sort of yelling at us for a cry for help. At least that’s what I got with the big text. I’m not going to lie, I got chills reading some of these. Like the reading of the inmate who just got a bit of hand sanitizer and was immediately hexed for it. Like what?
These stories were a little tough and sad to read like many of the other readings in this class. I think though, the reason this one effected me a little differently was the music and the big text, I honestly felt like with the large text it was a cry for help. And regardless that they are in prison, I still sympathize with them because regardless where you are, if you are sick you should be taken care of to some extent and not treated so poorly. I honestly never even thought or knew that this was going on in the jail systems. But I am honestly not surprised. Knowing people who’ve been in jail myself, I’ve heard it all. And it’s not pretty.
The elit piece, c-ya-laterrr was definitely a heartfelt piece. I remember when the bombing at the Ariana Grande concert had happened years ago and how it made the whole world feel, including myself. It was a tragic event that didn’t need to happen. Not that I have forgotten about it either, but this piece helped bring it to mind again as it created a piece centered around an individual who was going through it second hand. I believe that’s what you woulds say, second hand? Anyways, in the beginning of the piece you have a few choices (even throughout) how you would like to go about the situation. For instance, you could chose between going to sleep, or tweet something. Little choices that would lead differently. I felt in a way these choices sometimes were maybe set up to be positive or negative? But maybe in this instance, it was a lighter choice versus a not so light choice?
In the piece, as you navigate through and get deeper into the readings. The narrator (I assume that’s what you call it, not sure what you would call him) finds out that his brother was at the Ariana Grande concert where the bombing took place. After that it takes you, the reader through a whirlwind of actions, news, emotions, and messages to navigate through as he is unsure what to do but knows his brother was there, and is not being unresponsive. In the reading you see that the man is brought closer to his family during the terrible time and they are all brought to the stadium.
The stories then follows the man and his family finding and having confirmation on his brothers death as well as the days that follow up after that.
I definitely liked this piece, it was extremely sentimental and brought a bit of truth to what actually must have been taking place when the bombing did occur for those families.
To begin, while I can read in Spanish sometimes my overall understanding is just not there. It’s nonexistent sometimes. But regardless, I wanted to try this piece. Giselle made a helpful suggestion via email on translating the text with google translate. Which is what I did. I found not everything was able to translate. Not because google didn’t work but because this piece had a lot of clicking around, my computer would not allow me to copy at most times because of the fact that it would just start moving things around.
But, once I finally got something to translate so I would fully understand, I was excited. For instance this was one of the things I was able to translate;
“Te busqué más allá de la memoria, en los rincones que sólo nosotros conocemos, y no te vi.
Sólo vi, en los rincones, en la negrura de los rincones antes iluminados, el negro de tu ausencia, el dolor sin fin que sólo se puede sentir. Te busqué en los rincones de la noche.”
José Luís Peixoto / Te me moriste
“I looked for you beyond memory, in the corners that only we know, and I didn't see you.
I only saw, in the corners, in the blackness of the previously lit corners, the black of your absence, the endless pain that can only be felt. I looked for you in the corners of the night.
This was interesting, at first read, I was like he is possibly talking about someone he misses, maybe a lover. Then I read it the second time, and I thought how dark looking in the corners of the night could be, and I thought maybe he is talking about a sleep paralysis demon too. But I’ll keep my thoughts light and assume he was talking about someone he misses who has left or left him.
This piece was very interesting and I feel like most of the time, this piece was talking about family and referring to maybe specific family members. I liked how these was also a photo album that was included to show the mother and children and describe features that were passed down.
I’m assuming that this piece was sort of a digital scrapbook/diary of memories and a tribute to family. This piece was very nice to read and very nice interactive touch that wasn’t overwhelming or confusing.
Hi no blog post this week but you can read my thoughts on Dan Waber’s piece, A kiss here!
Thank you! xx