unreliable narrators
Tag
Not Us, Not Plant or Animal
I am in the front seat. I am always in someone’s front seat.
From My Driveway
I live at the edge of the ghetto.
The Hollywood Saturnalia Shuffle, Co-Starrin’ Carmen Haze / The Trouble with Cindy Jo
Here’s a story ‘bout a fella
—Goes by Whitey, don’t ya’ know?—
Love Shack (Cuckoo)
David feels good today.
a message i received about a story about chess
Dude, I used that new GPT-4 language model, trained it w/ some plaintext annotations of chess games (think just a few mil), and it spawned this output last night while I was asleep?
Residential Developments
It was a neighbor who contacted me, purportedly out of the goodness of her heart.
$2.99
The best crime of my generation has been without a doubt a price hike of a single dollar.
The Sound of What’s Coming
I was woken by hammering from the apartment below mine, maybe muscly henchmen nailing parts of my skanky neighbor to the floor.
INNOCENCE
“Our first words are fiction,” he told me, smirking as he jangled his handcuff chains. “We don’t know what a ‘Mama’ is and we don’t know our Dada from a dadaist. We’re creating o