Well, not in this post, but in the next; the password protected post. Yup; you read that right. Password Protected Post. I’m reserving the right to potentially submit this story.
Yes, it’s short, but there are venues that publish Flash Fiction.
As you can see, I’m still playing around with Deep Dream. If you go to THIS LINK, you can see my gallery and when you click on a photo, it also shows you the original and what it was blended with. BEWARE: you can only “like” photos if you create an account and then generate at least a couple of Dreams. Sorry; their rules, not mine. I’ll keep posting a few of the photos here and in future posts, but there’s a lot of them.
You can click on the photos here and they will open in a new window, but the sizes vary. That’s because they limit the number of photos that can be done in a given period at a given size. If you’re interested in a photo, click on it and it might be one of the larger ones . . . or not.
Let me make another comment about Deep Dream. I get a lot of compliments on it. And, yes, I have a hand at choosing what two photos to combine and, yes, they are my photos. That said, I’m hesitant in taking too much credit since there is no plan per se as to what the end result will be.
Most artists have a vision, and yes, a few just throw stuff at a canvas and call it art . . . but they choose the paint, at least. And how much to throw, and where to throw it. This process is completely automated and I have no idea what I’ll end up with.
Still, to all who have offered accolades for “my” work, thank you. Here’s one more before I speak about the Flash Fiction in the next post.
So, this next story is short . . . 1,471 words. Short enough for even certain people who complain about words being too numerous in my posts.
It’s also an idea I’ve been kicking around for a while now. In fact, I have a number of related ideas I might give a green light to. We’ll see. If you’re curious about The Singularity, there’s lots of information online, and no, you don’t need to study it before reading the story.
The story is somewhat science fiction, but only peripherally so them who shy away from reading SF, give it a go. Wait . . . it’s password protected. I’ve already e-mailed out the password for them who asked for the password for the Michelle Maul Murder Mystery short story.
Readers who are interested in reading the flash fiction, just leave a comment below and I’ll email you the password. Do not include your email address; just ask for the password.
OK, that’s it.
No, wait, here are a few more Deep Dreams of mine.
And, of course, what would my posts be without some jokes?
For them folks who like galleries, here are all the photos in a random gallery.
That’s it. This post has ended . . . except for the stuff below.
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. . . my FP ward . . . chieken shit.
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