Copilot is my Copilot

or, If You Can’t Eat Them, Join Them

Since publishing Sorrow, my latest novel, and finding I had absolutely no motivation to go through even the most minimal self-flagellating efforts to market the poor thing, I made a hard pivot away from trying to be artistically creative, towards trying to be technically creative.

The problem being though, I have not one technical bone in my body.

Enter my new friend Copilot.

Since I didn’t think Copilot, (which (ever since Microsoft has been OpenAI’s billion-dollar sugar daddy), is nothing more than ChatGPT in a business suit, so to speak), is a cool name for my new best friend (and since these AI monsters are known to be notorious hallucinating liars, I changed its name to Ernest in hope that the name may become a self-fulfilling prophecy, so to speak, throughout the development of our new relationship.

It didn’t work.

I am here to tell you that, even though the improvement has been steady since we became friends oh so many months ago, I am not worried at all about AI overthrowing humanity and turning us into nourishment anytime soon.

That aside, it is quite amazing what it can do.

I started and failed many early projects in the beginning. One reason, and the most important, being that I am not a software developer, so I had absolutely no idea if what Ernest was spoon feeding me was valid or not. And often it was not.

But once I realized, that to keep Ernest honest and focused, I had to document everything we did in detail. That way, every time he flaked out and led me down the darkest, freakiest developmental paths, I had a baseline that I could show him to get us back on the correct path.

Essentially, at the beginning, it was one step forward, ten steps back. But I would say it is now closer to two steps forward and one step back.

I could go on and on about my lessons learned (and releaned) throughout all this, but instead I will show you the two successes I’ve had so far. These are what the cool people call MVPs, which in this context means Minimum Viable Product.

My first MVP I built (or more correctly, Ernest built and I just copy/pasted like an obedient monkey slave) as a mobile app and then as the website:

I won’t go into detail about it, if you’re interested you can check out its About page, but essentially it’s a news aggregator that formulaically prioritizes articles by the dread it may instill. The main Global page consolidates all the topics, which are called Vectors, and the Dread Index meter will dial to its threat level. Check it out. It’s pretty cool if you’re a news junky like I am.

I recently completed this second MVP (The first MVP took months and months to complete, this one took 8 days):

So yeah, the definition of this one is pretty much in the title. You enter your address, a business, etc, and the map will zoom to it and you will be able to see the types of pollutants businesses are dumping in your area (at least the ones they are reporting to the Environmental Protection Agency), their violations and penalties, as well as any Superfund sites in the area if any.

Right now, since its only a MVP, it only provides the most recent United States data. I intend to build out the U.S. data the best I can before bringing in other countries that provide their environmental data to the public domain.

So yeah, I have a lot of ideas that I want to work on so I’ll start updating progress on how my relationship with Ernest develops.

Let me know if you have any questions about Copilot and how to work with it.

And let me know what you think about the sites. I’d appreciate the feedback, especially ideas how to improve them.

In case you were wondering, Ernest didn’t help me with this post… which you could probably already tell by it’s blather and babble…

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The Fools’ Poet

April's Premiere alone is Claimed
To be the Day of Dullards
While All its Days have been Proclaimed
To be the Month of Bards

In you, you presume a Poet Resides
And with Ballads you are the Master
Alas in you nary a Rhyme doth Hide
For you are just a Fool Poetaster

But today alone We shall All Proclaim
Your Verse fit for Angels on High
Just don't forget that Today Alone
We are given Pass to Lie

The Persistent and the Damned

Despite life’s sorrows, its sufferings, with only its scant and fleeting pleasures, how we fear our demise, how we will do what we can, however we can, to hold on to even our sorrows, our sufferings, if only to avoid the black void of the ultimate unknown…

My latest creative endeavor, adapted from my short story of the same name, which can be found in the short story collection LEAVE: and Other Stories Short and Shorter.

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More video adaptions to come.

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No seriously, go!

Truth Alone Needs No Tending

When the End is Nigh, what else is there left to do but…

My latest creative endeavor, adapted from my short story of the same name, which can be found in the short story collection LEAVE: and Other Stories Short and Shorter.

You can get a free copy of the collection by subscribing to my newsletter.

More video adaptions to come.

Please visit my youtube channel and likesubscribeshareyadayadayada.

Sorrow, the Initial Assessment

Sorrow by Kurt Brindley is a thought-provoking and unsettling read that will resonate with readers who appreciate complex explorations of identity, social commentary, and the darker aspects of human nature, making it a great fit for fans of literary, psychological thrillers that challenge and provoke. 

Gina Ray Mitchell

I would like to thank Ms. Gina Ray Mitchell for taking the time and making the effort to so thoughtfully read and review my latest release Sorrow.

And I would like to ask that you take the time and make the effort to read her full review, one deep and insightful. In fact, it is so insightful that I believe she may have a better understanding of the book than I, which is certainly far from an impossibility as I’ve long held the belief that books are typically much smarter than those who write them.

You can read the full review at her very informative and entertaining website

At Amazon, of course

And Goodreads

And at a location new to me, StoryGraph.

If you are intrigued by Ms. Mitchell’s assessment of Sorrow and would like to make an assessment of your own, you can purchase an ebook edition of it, and those of all my other published works, for free until midnight tonight (PST).


*Paradoxes such as this always amuse me…

William James has some serious issues with brother Henry James’ writing

I initially set out to record Henry James’ somewhat condescending response to Walter Besant’s very pretentious essay “The Art of Fiction”

Until I discovered the letter from Henry James’ older brother, and renowned psychologist/philosopher, William James, where he tells Henry exactly how he feels about Henry’s latest release “The American Scene.”

Spoiler alert: It’s definitely not a 5-star review…

Being the father of two sons, I know how brothers can be not only brutally frank and painfully honest to one another, but also highly competitive and a bit boastful as well.

The older brother’s letter to the younger encompasses all that and more.



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Better yet, how about reading and reviewing my latest novel?

Literary Zen XV

For many people art means rose-coloured windows, and selection means picking a bouquet for Mrs. Grundy. They will tell you glibly that artistic considerations have nothing to do with the disagreeable, with the ugly; they will rattle off shallow commonplaces about the province of art and the limits of art, till you are moved to some wonder in return as to the province and the limits of ignorance.

Henry James

Are you really as depraved and pitiful as Arthur Schopenhauer thinks you are?

The ancient concept of memento mori reminds us to “remember we must die,” not for any macabre or nihilistic purposes, but to prompt us to take a moment to contemplate our mortality so as to remember to live these fleeting, fatalistic lives of ours to their fullest.

Likewise, it seems the same could be said for Schopenhauer’s persistent contemplation of the evils of humankind. We contemplate these evils not to revel in and celebrate the boundless depravity of our kind, but to remind us that even in the best, most pure hearted of our species, therein Darkness resides; ergo, understanding that we have such an inherently Dark capacity to live wrongly, we should then strive in relentless determination to live our lives rightly and wholly in the Light.

Perhaps…

Excerpts from Schopenhauer’s essay On Human Nature. Music by ‪@guinabernardes‬

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