Thinking this morning of the number of times in my life where I hit a brick wall in writing. Not being sure how a plot should progress or was confused as to a character and her motivations.
In those times, I tend to throw on headphones and walk out of the house. Go for a walk and listen to music until the answer comes to me. When I return home, I make notes on what I’ve discovered.
I can’t fathom forfeiting that process by asking generative AI for the answers. How boring.
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