Archive for 2013
Moved to WP
Saturday, July 20, 2013 § 0
I've hopped just one directory over to http://www.windupdreams.net/blog/ ♥
Hope to see you there!
Clarity
Saturday, June 22, 2013 § 2
I generally don’t talk about my writing here even though it’s a writing blog. I don’t really feel qualified to discuss writing! But I am learning how to write, so I do feel qualified to discuss that.
I joined a writing workshop and it has definitely been good for me! I cannot speak for everyone else, but I genuinely enjoy getting honest feedback from strangers who aren’t afraid to metaphorically slap me on the mouth. Nobody is perfect, certainly not myself, but I like to think that I have been in the game long enough to roll my eyes at legitimately bad feedback and let it roll off my back. Besides, I am not perfect myself, and I hope I have not given cause for too many eye-rolls myself.
In any case, my writing has so far to go, but at least I am getting a clearer view of the road ahead - which, of course, it should not be confused with the road being short or easy.
The last three things I have worked on are (a) 300 word SFF satire/comedy, (b) 6000+ (needs to become 8000 probably gulp) word of what I should like to call “srs bzns space opera”, and (c) urban fantasy comedy, which is also approaching the novella length, alas. If you had told me even a year ago that I would write these pieces, I would laughed in your face. Just goes to show how poorly I know myself, but I am very happy to have found things I care about enough to want to write whole reams of books about.
I joined a writing workshop and it has definitely been good for me! I cannot speak for everyone else, but I genuinely enjoy getting honest feedback from strangers who aren’t afraid to metaphorically slap me on the mouth. Nobody is perfect, certainly not myself, but I like to think that I have been in the game long enough to roll my eyes at legitimately bad feedback and let it roll off my back. Besides, I am not perfect myself, and I hope I have not given cause for too many eye-rolls myself.
In any case, my writing has so far to go, but at least I am getting a clearer view of the road ahead - which, of course, it should not be confused with the road being short or easy.
The last three things I have worked on are (a) 300 word SFF satire/comedy, (b) 6000+ (needs to become 8000 probably gulp) word of what I should like to call “srs bzns space opera”, and (c) urban fantasy comedy, which is also approaching the novella length, alas. If you had told me even a year ago that I would write these pieces, I would laughed in your face. Just goes to show how poorly I know myself, but I am very happy to have found things I care about enough to want to write whole reams of books about.
Book Review: Blindsight
Monday, May 13, 2013 § 3
Blindsight is a hard sci-fi novel by Peter Watts [Amazon | Full free version on author’s website]. It takes place in a technologically advanced future, where humans have reached technological heights to the point that they are generating and discovering more data than their brains can handle. The protagonist, Siri Keeton, is a cybernetically augmented human who specializes in interpreting incredibly high-order data and patterns, thereby acting as a middleman between humankind’s incomprehensible technology and humankind itself.
The book, published in 2006, is a very smart thought-experiment novel that incorporated the cutting edge of neurobiology, cognitive science, information theory, and artificial intelligence theories of its time. It is also a book that also addresses many of our current anxieties: witness the explosion in the number of articles, blogs, and books that promise to “hack” our “brains” to help us perform optimally. Blindsight, however, suggests a more frightening answer to our human anxieties than perhaps we would like.
While Blindsight is first and foremost an idea-driven novel, the author has wrapped the idea into a classic first-contact plot. The story opens as follows: one day in 2082, Earth is visited by a group of projectiles that flash over the globe and then vanish, leaving little clue as to their origins or purpose. Siri and four other augmented humans are placed in a five-man team on a spaceship called Theseus, and sent out to investigate. The crew is a complex and fascinating mix of specialists, and are also manifestations of the author (a professional marine biologist). Their specialities and augmentations allow Watts to explore a number of neurology, biology, and cognitive science theories such as manufactured multiple personalities, sensory augmentation, and even resurrected vampires. The overall plot is not extremely novel, but is a fitting vehicle for the kind of idea-driven writing the author is interested in.
What are the author’s main ideas? To summarize, he is interested in distinguishing between intelligence and sentience, and exploring the evolutionary fitness, or lack thereof, imparted by those traits. The first contact with the aliens—who are named Scramblers by the crew—is a harrowing one, and as incredible discoveries about the aliens come to light, we find ourselves asking along with the protagonists the big question of the book: what is consciousness really, truly good for, in this wide universe? It’s a risky question to pose to an audience that is only able to process the story through consciousness. The titular real-life condition of blindsight—in which a person with blindness resulting from brain damage to their visual processing center can nevertheless respond to visual stimuli, such as catching an object that they are unable to see—is used to help us imagine being an entity with intelligence but no sentience.
Uncoupling “intelligent responses” from “sentience” is an interesting move, because it’s a major question that the AI community deals with. Any number of papers and books are devoted to asking the question of what comprises an intelligent machine. Much of this work, including the Turing Test and the Chinese Room, are discussed in the book. Blindsight, for its part, argues that we should use the only measure we have of intelligence, which is whether the entity is capable of learning, pattern recognition, and responding to additional data with improved performance. This is exactly how the current machine learning field measures their algorithms when creating computer programs that are capable of learning.
Blindsight, however, goes a step further. Many people believe that the be-all end-all of machine learning must necessarily end in sentience; a “thinking machine” is still viewed as the Holy Grail by many, though not all, AI researchers. The hypothesis suggested by this book is that sentience may be the wrong goalpost. Indeed, Blindsight asks its readers to consider that it is entirely possible, and perhaps evolutionarily favorable, for a living organism to become intelligent without developing sentience. Such organisms would not so much think as calculate, sifting and gathering through patterns and then reacting. This is how Scramblers live. They have survived for ages by crunching the pure hard data of natural physics and mathematics, squeezing every bit of data out of their environment in order to improve their survival and fitness. Compared against that, human data is infinitely messier, often seemingly purposeless, stuffed with things that entertain a sentient mind but could appear useless to a data processor.
What happens when these two “intelligences” meet? I won’t spoil you; I will only say that if this scenario intrigues you, then you must read this book.
The idea of an unthinking but intelligent entity—and even worse, an unthinking but superior entity—is uncomfortable to most. The story’s strength lies in its unflinching willingness to push human readers into that uncomfortable place: “what if humans are an evolutionary dead end?” Cleverly, Watts minimizes the chances that a reader will angst over this outcome: the story is told with minimal emotions. Siri, the narrator, has had a brain surgery during his childhood that removed much of his capacity for empathy or emotions—and that is the point of view through which he narrates the story, and thus, the point of view in which we readers perceive the story. This surgery has made Siri, who operates his job and navigates through life on pure data, in many ways cognitively closer to the unconscious aliens than to conscious humans.
If you are able to make this leap into another way of thinking, you might end up—like me—rooting for these aliens made of pure data, as well as for Siri, who is almost a precursor of them. Blindsight made me believe in its arguments, and that is the highest praise I can give the book.
Part Two - Thoughts
Generally I do not indulge in the exercise of “if I had been writing this book” for the very good reason that I did not write the book. However, I took Blindsight to be part novel and part genuine scientific hypothesis, and as a scientist, it is the hypothesis that I wish to respond to.
Spoilers after the jump!
Radio Silence
Saturday, March 23, 2013 § 3
Ah, it's been a while! I wasn't even checking my RSS feeds ...
The day job exploded (but there is, one hopes, another publication or two at the end of that tunnel), and I decided to forgo social media for a while in order to focus on ... writing a novel. I'd never really had an idea that I felt was sufficient to spin into an 80,000+ word story, but one day I did, and I thought, eh, why not? Everyone's first novel--unless you are Haruki Murakami--is unpublishable anyway, right? Why not let things be what they must be. What that philosophy in mind I wrote myGreat Unpublishable Novel from last August until this past Friday. It clocked in at 85,000 words and I had a great time. I learned an immense amount from the experience and I feel ready to go back to attempting to write Publishable Things.
(Like a piece for the next issue of Imaginary Beasts!)
I know some people would say writing something without caring about publishing it is a waste of time, but I felt in this instance that the experience would pay for itself, and I think it has. Also I now have, you know, 85,000 words to mine in the future.
Anyway, I'm back! I need to clean up that twitter feed and RSS feed, and I want to make some new friends, and comment on people's blogs, and probably also convert this thing from blogger to wordpress.
The day job exploded (but there is, one hopes, another publication or two at the end of that tunnel), and I decided to forgo social media for a while in order to focus on ... writing a novel. I'd never really had an idea that I felt was sufficient to spin into an 80,000+ word story, but one day I did, and I thought, eh, why not? Everyone's first novel--unless you are Haruki Murakami--is unpublishable anyway, right? Why not let things be what they must be. What that philosophy in mind I wrote my
(Like a piece for the next issue of Imaginary Beasts!)
I know some people would say writing something without caring about publishing it is a waste of time, but I felt in this instance that the experience would pay for itself, and I think it has. Also I now have, you know, 85,000 words to mine in the future.
Anyway, I'm back! I need to clean up that twitter feed and RSS feed, and I want to make some new friends, and comment on people's blogs, and probably also convert this thing from blogger to wordpress.
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