May. 14th, 2020

rionaleonhart: final fantasy viii: found a draw point! no one can draw... (you're a terrible artist)
I tried feeding a few lines of my most recent fic into a neural network to see what it would come up with to follow them. I'll be honest: its effort at writing fanfiction by me is absolutely spot-on. The bolded part is the original extract I gave it.


Scriabin lunges at him.

Edgar’s knocked to the floor. It probably doesn’t hurt as much as it would in real life, and he’s grateful for that, at least. But it hurts.

“Fuck you,” Scriabin growls into his face.


Edgar goes, just barely, to put his hands on the short, handsome, young doctor’s arm. Only to get just enough and snap his wrist, wrenching his arm right off and sending his fingers screaming into the air. The Thaumiel in Edgar shocks him and he goes down, against the glass.

That's when one of the centaurs comes striding in, the



I'm annoyed that this is so much better than my actual fic.

On an entirely different note, here are some notes made at assorted points in seasons six and seven of House.


Spoilers for House up to 'The Dig', episode 7.18. )


Most of the way through the sixth season, it occurred to me that I usually expect long-running shows to have declined noticeably by this point. I think House has maintained its quality remarkably well. We'll see if it manages to keep it up.