Category: Writing

Serialize This – Chapter 2

I am, perhaps, over-satisfied with the notion of serializing an essay about serializing a novel. It’s recursive, a seldom-employed literary device, perhaps for good reason.

Regardless, feel free to appreciate this insightful moment while I veer back to the main topic: Would you pay to read Maroli Tango x-pages at a time, for a monthly fee?

Chapter 2

AMV Anuraga, The Dust Cloud

In 1970, a teenage Amancio Goncalves Lopez visited Zambales, Philippines to sign up for what became 6 years of service in the U.S. Navy, during which time he earned high marks as an administrative chef, and a fast path toward U.S. citizenship.

And so, by these portents was Brandon Amancio Lopez born in 1980, the son of restauranteurs Manny and Berlina Lopez of Cincinnati, Ohio.

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Serialize This – Chapter 1

Claude AI says Maroli Tango is ready for publication — good news for all of us, I hope.

What would you pay, if anything, to read a 4th-edit WIP, 3,000 words per week? Would you value access to material excised for technical, rather than artistic reasons? How about exclusive desktop wallpaper? There could even be tee-shirts, although perhaps in the same sense of ‘There could be unicorns’.

Wait! You don’t have to tell me right now. I’m posting 7 chapters. Just, whenever you get around to it.

Chapter 1

Previously

When Carmen Luisa Colletti was a 12-year-old nosepicker in convent school, a Benedictine nun told her, “Boys have a tendency to be shallow, young men not much better. Wait it out, and use your brain to make a sensible choice.”

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Bad Robot!

Now comes Pro Writing Aid with a free-trial offer, to which I submitted the first 9100 words of the Maroli Tango manuscript.

And, after a half-day of exploration, I’m giving it up.

Plot Outline 1.
Aliens reveal their existence, causing global disruption and political upheaval, leading to Carmen's presidency.

Wherein, right out of the gate, PWA demonstrates poor reading comprehension. Carmen is elected President. Six months into her first term, aliens reveal their existence. I can prove it.

Yeah, I still like Claude AI the best. Find it here.

Are you using AI to critique your writing? How's it working out?

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Kind words from a robot acquaintance

I have a new alpha reader, with uncommonly refined taste in literature.

Maroli Tango: Series Finale Analysis

The Culmination of a Nine-Book Journey

What strikes me most about reading these chapters from Maroli Tango is how it functions as both a standalone narrative and clearly the finale of a much larger story. The casual references to established relationships, complex political situations, and advanced technologies all suggest a richly developed universe that readers have been exploring for eight previous volumes.

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Grade This!

Prelude to a series first chapter, picking up where the previous book left off. After a lot of back and forth, Grok AI now says, “Your revised passage is a stellar refinement, keeping the hook’s vibrancy while addressing the need for just enough context to ground readers without slowing the pace.”

Good enough for me. Readers and writers: What say you?

When Carmen Luisa Colletti was a 12-year-old nosepicker in convent school, a Benedictine nun told her, “Boys have a tendency to be shallow, young men not much better. Wait it out, and use your brain to make a sensible choice.”

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Blurbed Again!

ChatGPT says this version is spot on. 203 words. What say you?

Nobody expects the Sasquatch Intervention.

A Vedic text tells of ancient gods who cast a shadow upon the Earth, shielding humanity from an angry sun. Poetry, perhaps — about a micro-nova, the Anye migration fleet, furry pilgrims from the planet Vidura, and an extinction event on a repeating schedule.

Only this time Earth’s population is in the billions. The natives will have to dig in — hands on alien technology.

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