dariusk / NaNoGenMo-2015

National Novel Generation Month, 2015 edition.
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Sound over meaning #10

Open eseyffarth opened 9 years ago

eseyffarth commented 9 years ago

The novel I'd really like to generate doesn't really need a complicated plot like some of you are trying to make. I want to focus on sound over meaning. I'm a big fan of Gertrude Stein's writing, and Kurt Schwitters, and I'm going to see if I can emulate their style using math.

dariusk commented 9 years ago

Hi, I'm going through and updating the titles on issues to make them more specific. Feel free to edit my edit if it's not to your liking. This is to make browsing issues a lot more pleasant.

MichaelPaulukonis commented 9 years ago

Once there was a novel and you could tell it was a novel because it said was a novel right on the cover so you could know it was a novel and not another kind of book and it was full of words some that were old and some that were new old words that people had seen and new words that people had not seen so the new words were novel and it was novel and it was a novel.

eseyffarth commented 9 years ago

Ha, yes. Something like that. Someone on the #botALLY slack had a much easier idea: roseisa

MichaelPaulukonis commented 9 years ago

I've found that feeding very repetitive simple sentences with a markov generator gives very Steinian output.

http://www.xradiograph.com/netart/017.html?content=test&ngram=5 [it's character based, so ngram=2 is... not English; initial page-load is g-dawful, since I shoved 2 gutenberg texts in there.)

Which uses the input of as an apple is to a beta, this bridge is over the any hill. who says? she says! so says the soothsayer rapunzel. As Brad the Bard and Ken knew, the can-can can not know how to do it like an apple, like a bridge, like a beast of burden with a heavy load. And so what? The bald bearded bard sings a braided tale of happiness, of woe, of bitter embargoed apples on a barge passing under a bridegroom's bridge by a tepid, vapid moon. His beer is here, and all ale is well, hale, and hearty. This is not my bridge, it is your bridge, your toll bridge, your tool for trolls and travellers. I see you singing, Bradley Bard, I hear you. Your embalmer blames the bridge, his badge is barely adequate for the aqueduct, he ducks his dock responsibilities badly, baldly. Who is the third that walks beside you? How is he known, and how can he see in the dark (if, in fact, he can.) All what? All right, that is okay, he said.

I... I'm not quite sure how I wrote that in the first place.

The code for that is here, although the markov engine is elsewhere.