Gertrude Stein mode is actually the most requested feature. No other model company knows how to do it.

How does he not grasp that every heterosexual woman loves either Darcy or Bingley? Edward and Christian are both dollar store Darcys, literary slop invented by poor imitators. There are only two types of men in the world- Darcy or Bingley.

This is the premise for Ben Lerner's next novel, which is supposed to be out in April 2026

The premise of a smartphone falling down a sink of all things is truly the best iteration so far of the very-offline-novel genre where the writer both acknowledges that hypercommunication tech exists in the story but quickly does away with it.

Valve doesn't want you to know this, but the Steam Deck is actually a portable writing device. My wife primarily writes on a Steam Deck.

I’ll be in NY that weekend, so I snagged a ticket and will report back on the state of the slopform.

Hop on the waitlist if you're into this sort of thing because there is some absolute wizardry at work.

Perhaps the only real capital-T Truth about the “internet novel” is that the writer, no longer a competitor in the halls of literature but instead the hypertextual frontier, replaces the anxiety of literary influence with an anxiety to be the most truly, originally online writer.

The kings of the information superhighway.

so, you are seriously proposing that had Oppenheimer not been born, the atomic bomb would never have been developed? is that what you are saying? however, if Keats had never lived, there would be no "Ode Upon a Grecian Urn." if you can't see the logic of these statements, you

Super fast image gen with near-instant variations scrolling and image-to-video. Try it out!

frontier model still worse than text-davinci-001 who would have thought?

Frankly? Me~

“The artist does not wait to die before he lives in the spiritual world into which John was caught up.” —Northrop Frye, Fearful Symmetry “The unfettered clouds and region of the Heavens, Tumult and peace, the darkness and the light— Were all like workings of one mind, the

Berryman dream song, new to me, in NYRB for Aug.21.25. Strong echoes, feelings of Hamlet's "To be or not to be" soliloquy (even unto the very comic-wishful "legal compromise" fantasy for the sin of suicide, in last stanza)

found only one other poem titled "ideology" online--anyway, here's how i see it