A Writer's Notebook, Day Nine-Hundred-And-Fifty-Two

Getting myself setup to be able to run the code I have worked out is taking time.  It has been a lot of little things, but I am getting through it, and have gotten quite a bit of help from my brother in terms of installing the libraries and such.  It is a complicated matter to get all that installed, but I feel that, once I have things up and running, I will be able to achieve some kind of interesting result.  I have been doing a lot of research, and I am already finding a great deal more support for the effort, in terms of open source projects that deal with language, though nothing quite in the specific direction I am aiming.  I think that their are many who are interested in this from the technological side, but I do not see a lot of artistic interest in this, at least not in terms of writing.  

Whether I am exploring this in a way others have not, or am on ground already well trodden, I cannot help but think that a writer will bring a different set of inferences and approaches, new questions and ideas about language itself, and I have to think that it might be possible to do something unexpected as a result.  As well, I am realistic that any initial success will be minimal, in comparison to the long term hopes I have for such a project, if I can continue improving upon it.  All this is still premature, of course, but I am glad to feel optimistic about this, to have something I can work on and feel I am progressing with, and which I also believe has import as an exploration into important questions about the world around me.

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