Just for Machines

Yes, William S. Burroughs came from this family

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I’m new to this, so bear with me.  I’ve been telling stories all my life (in fact, for the first few years adults constantly told me to stop).  I’ve always made them up with the end-in-mind of reading them out loud to people, or having people read them on their own.

Last couple years, I’ve had all kinds of people tell me: If I go online I need to start writing in ways that help search engines find me.  But the formulae they give me would, in my mind, overconstrain the problem.  Because of the ways machines digest information, the best writing for them (use the same words over and over, etc.)  doesn’t look anything like the way I like to write for people.

So you see the dilemma: If I keep writing for people, people will enjoy my work more . . . IF they can find it, which I’m told they might not.   If I write for machines, the search engines will help people find my stuff, but then people might find the writing all forced and weird, and not come back.

On the other hand, it occurs to me on reflection that I’ve been awfully carbon-centric.  After all, silicon-based intelligences are going to be looking at my site faithfully and regularly when they index it.  They have to.  It’s their job.  So why not try to make it interesting for them?  Maybe they’ll do something nice for me someday.

So let’s try this for now:  I’ll write stuff here especially for machines to read, and the rest of my pages will be for people.   And maybe, someday, I’ll master the art of writing for both at once.

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