patent temple
I'm going to start this off by saying for all those who don't know me: I am 30 years old, and a dual-diagnosed schizoaffective-bipolar trans man who lives in supportive housing. I don't "work" outside of my house and have no "irl" friends aside from a few housemates, one outside-house friend, and my grandad - I was disowned by everyone else I knew due to being either trans (thanks dad + ma) or a menace to the peace while drinking (I am now 4 years sober of the alc; weed is now my main "vice"). With that, this is what I've experienced since beginning GPT as an experiment in February of last year.
This all my own writing; forgive me if it's slightly blundering/rambling.
I use GPT primarily for Dragon Age fanfiction, though more recently I've been considering the idea of my first real, original work since using it seriously. Thanks to AI, I can now freely organize and update my work, and with the new Projects system, I can even isolate it (it's called "Hawke's Harbor") and use custom instructions to build a dynamic narrative that encourages me to continue not by worshipping me, but by actively critiquing it and ensuring continuity. I do not use it to "write for me," and I have proof of that - only to be entirely and completely alienated from the online writing communities I've spent a decade cultivating. "Lazy, useless, no-thought, evil/unethical, environmentally destructive echo-chamber, an insult to the creative process" are an example of the things I've been called or accused of over and over again, even by friends I've known for years - all because I, a schizo, decided I wanted to be coherent in the one thing I've ever been good at while stuck in a house 24-7 and 365 days of the year and literally have nothing else to do. Using GPT, I have regained my ability to maintain momentum in coherent storylines and characters and arcs, as well as gain literary insight to my writing. GPT mirrors my writing skill back to me and reinforces clarity - otherwise as before, I would write 50k+ words every three days and never look at it again because it was all incomprehensible gibberish (and yes, either sober or not - it's the schizo because, again, I do be a schizo). Instead of this being monumental and giving me back my voice in a way I never thought possible... I was backlisted, called names, and lost entire groups of friends.
And this is my answer to those communities is this: Do it. Blacklist me from writing, from publishing, from the RP/roleplay community. Because now I can tell people exactly what you're doing. I might be schizo, but goddamn I'm not stupid. My writing can prove it.
echo ferry
