I love when they invent new problems to sell you the solution.
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I feel like a lot of books I have read are overdone in word count with no added poetic beauty or anything along those lines. The only result of just making it a pain in the ass to read, especially for anyone with difficulties like where you lose your place, read several pages and remember none of it, etc.
I haven't read this book but I can say that this excerpt at least does not read like one of those to me.
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I feel like I might like this. I'm an idiot and sometimes struggle to maintain attention reading. So give me a short sentence direct to the point and I'm good to go.
Mean while all my comments are novels with 3rd grade grammar and spelling
If The Great Gatsby is a difficult book, what is something like Finnegan's Wake or Ulysses? Actually, I am kind of interested in how AI would destroy those works.
I asked Claude to re-write the beginning of Ulysses at a 5th grade level:
Buck Mulligan, a big man, came up the stairs. He was carrying a bowl with shaving cream, a mirror, and a razor. He wore a yellow robe that wasn't tied. He held up the bowl and said some words in Latin.
He stopped and called down the stairs: "Come up, Kinch! Come up, you scared priest!"
Buck went to the edge of the tower. He turned around and made blessing motions three times towards the tower, the land, and the mountains. Then he saw Stephen Dedalus. Buck made quick crosses in the air and shook his head at Stephen. Stephen didn't like this. He was tired and put his arms on the stairs, looking at Buck's face and hair.
Buck looked under the mirror quickly and then covered the bowl. "Back to work!" he said seriously. He added in a funny voice: "This is the real thing, friends. Body and soul and blood. Slow music, please. Close your eyes, guys. One moment. A little problem with those white blood cells. Quiet, everyone."
He whistled long and slow, then waited. His white teeth had some gold in them. Two loud whistles answered back. "Thanks, buddy," he said quickly. "That's good. Turn off the power, will you?" He jumped down and looked at Stephen. His face looked like an important church person from long ago. He smiled. "What a joke!" he said happily. "Your funny name is from ancient Greek!" He pointed at Stephen in a friendly way and went to the edge, laughing. Stephen followed him halfway and sat down, watching as Buck set up his mirror and started to shave.