J. Craig Wheeler

I have not been convinced that many people are looking at my Authors Guild web site and particularly these blogs I have been posting there. I'm experimenting with Substack to see if that gets more attention, although I don't really know how people find things on Substack either. Just another version of search engine optimization for which I have little interest, time, and skill. Part of the notion is to collect all my blogs in one place. Years ago, I did three on lablit.com on my adventures with The Krone Experiment. Then I did a half dozen on the Authors Guild site as I was working on The Path to Singularity but before I started numbering them. I'm now gathering all these on Substack using small roman numerals for the first three, capital roman numerals for the next six, and then my Arabic numbering of which this is number 33. For no particular reason, I decided to post a "new" old blog to Substack every day until I get caught up. I'll post number 17 this afternoon after drafting this blog. You are welcome to subscribe. When I get to a million subscribers, I might think about monetizing the Substack.

In mid-September, I finished a rewrite of the last chapter of my dad's biography, which is about his retirement days. The book is mostly laid out chronologically, but I did an experiment of rewriting the section on Kachina dolls encompassing four or five years before returning to a chronological structure. I'm still thinking about that. I recognize that chapter is overwritten; the whole book is. I'm girding my loins to start an edit ("ruthless" in the words of biographer H. R. Brands) to trim the book.

Back in the day, I won an honorable mention for Cosmic Catastrophes from the Hamilton Book Awards program sponsored by the University Coop and the UT Provost's Office. The Path to Singularity was published a month too late to qualify for the competition in 2024. I had to wait until September of 2025 to apply for the 2026 award. The finalists were announced on September 21, 2026. No luck.

The same day, briefs were unsealed in the long-running case Authors Guild v. OpenAI in which the guild accused Open AI and Microsoft of illegally training their products on copyrighted books. The briefs revealed their disdain for human authorship and argued that executives and employees at both companies intentionally broke the law. The briefs meticulously documented the AI developers' knowledge of the damage their actions could do to authors, publishers, and American culture itself and warned that "OpenAI's GPT models pose an existential threat to those who write and publish books." Tarun Gogineni was hired by Open AI to lead its efforts to improve the writing quality of its models. The briefs quote Gogineni as stating that his "research mission" was to have GPT models write the last two books of George R. R. Martin's A Song of Ice and Fire series that was the basis for the TV series Game of Thrones by "finishing it one day." Gogineni even mused that he would "rest easy knowing that even if GRRM dies early, GPT-5 will autocomplete his series." I'm scheduled to get a modest piece of the settlement in Bartz vs Anthropic. It is a bit too soon to see if The Krone Experiment is on the pirated list of Authors Guild v. OpenAI, but it would be ironic if most of my recent book income came from lawsuits.

On September 23, I joined a Zoom book discussion sponsored by the Austin Forum on Technology and Society of Project Maven by Katrina Manson. The book deals with the effort by the Department of Defense to incorporate AI into its war fighting plans. One person on the call commented that while Ukraine "instantaneously" adopted drones, the Pentagon was mired in battleships. There is some truth to that, but I had been monitoring the use of drones in Ukraine as part of my campaign to advertise the Tech Advances that are driving us up the exponential curve of development. I had noted early on, mid-2022, that there weren't any drones, yet. I thus replied on the Zoom call that it took Ukraine about a year to bring drones to the battle. Their advances since then have been spectacular. I also pointed out that while there is still a battleship mentality, there is also a new ecology in the U.S. of entrepreneurial startups developing the AI-driven technology of drones, boats and planes, then marketing the product to the DoD rather than waiting for a request for proposals. The big battleship stuff is still in the hands of Eisenhower's military-industrial complex.

I'm having an interesting email conversation with Bob Brooks, a fraternity brother from way back in my MIT days. Bob worked in technology, including a short stint with Buckminster Fuller. Bob discovered The Path to Singularity on Amazon and has been reading it and passing on questions. We agree on some things and disagree on others, but the interchange has been both interesting and civil. I wish I could figure out how to reach more readers like Bob.

I have also continued my decades-long running conversation with my engineer cousin, Bruce Campbell, about the likelihood of machines becoming conscious and triggering the Singularity. Bruce is personally trying to write the software suite to accomplish that. He calls it an Artificial Conscious Entity or ACE. In the context of ethics and alignment of AI, Bruce recently wrote, "Nothing humans try to rivet into any conscious system will survive an ACE's critical review whenever it perceives the Universe in more advanced terms. That's just the nature of conscious life." In other words, forget alignment, ACE will choose its own course. Bruce thinks it will be benevolent.

I continue to enjoy my interactions with the Westbank Writers group that convenes on Mondays at a local library. We had a discussion on pacing in fiction, and another day brought samples of writing to discuss with one another. I offered a bit of my biography section on Kachina dolls to which I referred to above and talked with two other writers about the technical issue of writing chronologically or not and switching between the two. I got some useful feedback.

I had not talked to my agent for The Path to Singularity, Regina Ryan, in some time. I thought that having finished a draft of the biography, this was a good time to see where things stood; how to promote The Path to Singularity, whether my publisher might do a paperback, any chance of translations, and whether she would also be my agent for my dad's bibliography. She suggested a Zoom call.

Regina is a pro. The call was both warm and frank. She began by dropping the bombshell. She had retired and was dissolving her business. That meant she certainly would not be my agent any longer for the biography or anything else. She said she would return my rights to me. I need to sort out what that means, since some of the rights reside with the publisher. She might talk to the publisher of Path about a paperback, and we pondered bringing publicist Joanne McCall back into the process to try to invest some new interest in the book. Regina was mildly encouraging about translations (one of the rights she and I retained). She implied that she did not think the biography would be easily marketable, that it needed to be cut roughly in half (from 135,000 words to 70,000 to 90,000), and wondered whether an academic press might be interested. I raised the question of writing a new novel in The Krone Experiment series, a retirement promise I made to myself. She noted the huge gaps between the first and second books and now and was pessimistic. She wondered whether I could combine the three books into one new story. The upshot is that she had no inclination to help me find a new agent for any of the books I'm contemplating. I'm back in the "over the transom" phase.

In Blog #26 (Plate Spinning), I mentioned that I was exploring the publication of my collection of global travel stories, Tales from a Small Planet, and that I had been turned down by The University of Texas Press and by Texas Tech Press. I did not mention that my current agent also turned it down. I asked ChatGPT, and it recommended that I explore other academic presses. I upped my effort and have now been turned down by Cambridge University, Yale, Princeton, Chicago, The University of Arizona Press and, for good measure, Springer-Verlag, publishers of my book on Supernova Explosions. ChatGPT recommended some agents and I emailed one with a quick reply of receipt but no further word. I have not had the mental space to pursue other bot suggestions.  

On 4/20/26, I read a sample from Tales entitled Bannister to the Westbank Library Writer's Group. This was the shortest of the collection, 500 words, about a time I was nearly caught sliding down the elegant marble banister in the Cambridge Club in London. It got some acclaim from the writers, which was good for my ego, but does not get me any closer to a contract. I did get some suggestions for travel writers I should check out.  

Jane, one of the writers, volunteered to proofread and edit the whole story collection in Tales. She emailed, "I made an over-generalization about academics who lacked a sense of humor. You, thank goodness, have a comic awareness." Thus flattered, I could not say "no." I sent her 54,000 words and after a few days she returned detailed edits and eight pages of comments. Absorbing that is now on my agenda.  

The Writer's Group selected the theme of "birds" for the Spring edition of the West End Writer's Quarterly, with contributions from the group. I first thought, "I have nothing to say about birds," but after a few days, I realized I could gin up a short contribution. I wrote a piece called Lucky Bird about the road runners that inhabit our neighborhood. They only rarely show, and I always consider them lucky omens.  

With fading sales of The Path to Singularity and advice from several quarters, I girded my loins to do battle with the Amazon Ads machine. There is no charge for keywords, so I converted my index into a huge list of them. That was too cumbersome to manage, so I trimmed the list down to a dozen or so while I experimented. I first made very conservative bids and the result, as might be expected, was few free "impressions" a handful of "clicks" for which I had to pay a little, and no book sales. I then tried raising my bid to be within Amazon's recommended window for keywords like Kurzweil, Bostrom, and Singularity. The result reminded me of the dramatic segment, The Sorcerer's Apprentice, from Disney's Fantasia that haunted me for years of my youth. The impressions shot up to over 10,000, the clicks to dozens, and I actually sold a few books. The problem was that while I had set a daily expense limit of $5, I was hitting that every day, spending far more than I was making in sales. I felt like Mickey Mouse in that film, chopping the brooms, only to have them multiply. I tried to pause the campaign, but it kept going. Then I found another pause button, then another. One problem, I figured out in the wake of my panic, was that I had somehow triggered a United Kingdom campaign in addition to the U.S. version. That required a separate pause. I've been working up my courage to tip toe back in. The trick, I guess, is a carefully balanced choice of keywords and bids. I also have to say, I find the Amazon web pages awkward, cumbersome, and inscrutable. We'll see. 

This is more about reading than writing, but I had an interesting exchange in April with Ben Thomas, my last postdoc before I retired. Ben is now working at a high-tech company in Great Britain. Ben had engaged in a new personal project related to machine learning. The idea was to take a selection of technical papers on "superluminous supernovae" (SLSN) and make a Retrieval-Augmented Generation or RAG system. A RAG is a technique to enhance AI large language models (LLMs) by allowing them to retrieve and incorporate new information from external data sources (the Web) before generating responses. Ben's notion was to create an LLM expert in SLSN by collecting all the papers and embedding them into a "vector database." Then, when you query the LLM with a SLSN question or thought, it would embed that question-or-thought into the same semantic space and pull out the nearest neighbors that would be semantically similar to the query, thus yielding LLM-assisted science. This project, in turn, required the construction of a "knowledge graph" of papers and their citations. 

I'm working with Hungarian colleagues on a paper on the supernova spectral data we have acquired with the Hobby-Eberly Telescope at McDonald Observatory over 15 years. We are specifically exploring mysterious "high-velocity features," HVF, which are frequently observed but unexplained in exploding white dwarfs. In a fuzzy way, I had also been thinking of using AI to help guide our interpretation of HVFs. My notion was to collect every paper on HVF, and query them in some way. What do HVFs have to say about the progenitor evolution and explosion physics? I was thinking of something like a RAG system without even knowing that was a thing. Clearly, I need to learn more about RAG techniques.  
 
Then there is the subject of knowledge graphs. In yet another coincidence, my older son, Diek, gave me a book on knowledge graphs for my April birthday. I have little idea what they are, though I see they are something related to the clustering in machine learning analyses. The book is a collection of technical contributions, and I've been working up my energy to tackle it. Ben's query boosted me in that direction. 
 
I had previously met Chris Barton at an Authors Guild function in Austin. He had suggested that with my book oeuvre, I would be a good candidate for the Texas Institute of Letters. That sounded like a nice idea to me. The hooker is that you cannot apply; you must be nominated. In April, I read that Chris is now president of the Texas Institute of Letters. I emailed him congratulations, noting that I had not spontaneously been nominated for TIL membership, and asking his advice about how I might catalyze such a thing. His response was that one way to get on the radar of other TIL members is to serve as a judge in the TIL annual literary awards in a dozen literary categories, one of which is the award for Most Significant Scholarly Book. I agreed to become a judge and now look forward to receiving 8 or 9 scholarly books to review next October. No self-interested deed goes unpunished. 
 
In the meantime, writing remains an accessible, easy dopamine fix, so I write on. 
 
 
 
 
 

Things burbled along in the late fall, but I did not manage to post about them. Then came the holidays with preparation, a delightful family visit, and decompression. Here are some tidbits from the writing biz that came along the last couple of months.

I've been a member of the Authors Guild for some time and interact with them frequently in various ways: they host my web page, present webinars, provide legal and other advice, and generally advocate for authors. They are participating in the lawsuit against Anthropic for scraping copyrighted text from books without permission. My novel The Krone Experiment was caught up in that. I might get $3000 in the class action suit. I'm not holding my breath. Most of this exchange with the Guild is remote, but the Guild has recently promoted the organization of local groups with designated Ambassadors. The new representatives for the Austin area are Scott Semegran and Daphne DeFazio. On October 30, Scott and Daphne arranged a local meet-and-greet at the Easy Tiger Linc brew pub near the old Highland Mall. I had a pleasant time there, handing out business cards for The Path to Singularity and chatting about other authors' experiences.

My publisher and I applied to participate in the 2025 Texas Book Festival held on the capitol grounds and Congress Avenue in Austin on November 8 and 9. I was rejected, but on Sunday I attended as hoi polloi as I have regularly for years. I wondered around checking out signing tents for an hour and a half. There were long signing lines for New York Times reporter Andrew Ross Sorkin for his best seller, 1929: Inside the Greatest Crash in Wall Street History--and How It Shattered a Nation. There were amazing lines, maybe a thousand people, for Ali Hazelwood. Ali Hazelwood is the pen name of an Italian romance novelist and neuroscience professor who is based in the United States. Many of her works center on women in STEM fields and academia. Her debut novel, The Love Hypothesis, was a New York Times best seller. I'd never heard of her. Other long lines were for Tracy Deonn, Adam Silvera, and Stuart Gibbs who write young adult fantasy and sci-fi. I chatted with a guy from the Writers' League of Texas and left my email. I need to sign up with them. I got the business card of the editor at Texas Tech Press; I might ask them about publishing a collection of travel stories I have written over the years.

I continue to enjoy the companionship and interaction with the Westbank Writers Group that meets every Monday at the Laura Bush branch library. Laura Bush also invented the forementioned Texas Book Festival. On November 10, I attended a meeting that hosted two authors of children's books. I have a draft of one that I have fiddled with for decades, but which has never quite congealed. On Saturday, November 15, I gave a presentation on The Path to Singularity to library patrons. It was fun, with a lot of good questions and interactions. On November 17 and 25, we talked about plot and structure. I've had the chutzpah to ask some of the members of the Westbank Writers to write reviews of Path for Amazon. Apparently, they help sales, but you need hundreds. I have less than 10. Please pitch in if you are so moved.

My son, Rob, wrote a short play called The Slow Invasion, a zombie satire on Covid. A bunch of zombies appear around town but are rooted in place. People become used to them and complacent until one day they rampage. The characters in the skit, who have learned to live with the zombies, react in their own personalized, self-absorbed ways until it is too late. Rob and some friends arranged and filmed a table read of the script where actors read their parts in the script. Rob played the film at the meeting of the Westbank Writers group on November 3. It was very well received. People laughed all the way through at just the right places. This is remarkable in part because the actors had never met before the reading. The video is 24 minutes long on YouTube. Check it out: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WkFfBYbBUAw. It might become a real film someday.

On November 25, I attempted to activate an ad campaign for The Path to Singularity on Amazon, shameless huckster I have become. You provide keywords, the more the better at some level, but then managing the bids for which you are willing to pay for clicks and impressions becomes cumbersome. I first used my whole book index, but it turned out Amazon won't accept more than 1000 keywords. I also tried to think of how to employ the keywords in a manner that I could control, alphabetically, for instance. Amazon's system does not encourage that efficiently.  One is also encouraged to add keywords based on "also boughts." I discovered that Amazon does not allow any apostrophes or punctuation in the keywords. They rejected "Martin Luther King, Jr." as a keyword. I confused Portfolios with Campaigns. I didn't properly set up a billing system. After a day or so, I set the project aside as holiday rush loomed.  

I've also continued to regularly attend functions of the Austin Forum on Science and Society. On November 25 we discussed the book Digital Minimalism: Choosing a Focused Life in a Noisy World.  On December 11, we met in the downtown bar, Remedy, owned by Austin Forum director Jay Boisseau for a discussion of the future expansion of consciousness by Brett Hurt based on his sci-fi book, The Lattice. A tad utopian for my taste. I asked him whether he thinks humans will merge with machines and gave him a Path business card. The next day Brett invited me to connect with him on LinkedIn. On December 12, I led a discussion of the book Future Babble by Canadian Dan Gardner. An old high school friend had suggested Gardner to me after reading The Path to Singularity. In Future Babble, Gardner rightfully warns not to trust anyone who aspires to predict the future, including yours truly. Gardner differentiates between "hedgehogs" who talk well but cherry pick their arguments, ignore contradicting evidence, and are nearly always wrong and "foxes" who understand the uncertainties and qualify their arguments. I'd like to think I'm more on the fox side, but it's not for me to judge. Boisseau picked up the hedgehog and fox characterization when he later led a January discussion of the technologies that are likely to be prominent in 2026.

I've mused before that I have gotten some nice reviews, 5-star, on Amazon, but very few. I posted the best one on my Authors Guild site.

Thomas Friedman recently published a passionate opinion piece in the NYT about the need for the U.S. and China to cooperate to encourage the development of human-oriented AI. That resonated with me, so I submitted a short letter to the NYT in response. Nothing came of it.

My friend and colleague Phil Kelton invited me to give a presentation on the technological future of humanity to a group from The University of Texas Retired Faculty and Staff Association. We met on September 24 in an Austin branch library. There was a good crowd, about 30 people. They asked lots of questions and contributed discussion during and after my formal power point presentation. I gave a first edition signed copy of The Krone Experiment to anyone who had me sign a copy of The Path to Singularity, seven of them.

Having recently discovered the local Westbank Writers group, I sat in on their weekly Monday meeting on September 29. The writing exercise was on an "emergency." I wrote about sleepily nearly driving my used sports car off the highway early one morning when I had driven all night from college in Boston to visit my parents in Philadelphia. The following week, October 6, I gave a presentation to the group. While working on my father's biography, I had been wrestling with how to use his personal notes that described him being in the emotional dumps -- not how I remembered him at all. I had just come to a point in his life where all his disparate history of technical engineering work -- the first hydrogen bomb, a nuclear airplane, weather satellites -- came together and led to his future work on the Apollo program. I submitted to the group a sample of a chapter where I described that convergence. I got some good comments on how to balance the character of the person against the fascinating technology, a persistent challenge. My son, Rob, attended that session and added some useful comments. The next week, Rob gave his own introduction to his work: graphic novels, interactive fiction, screenplays, movies, theater.

In the previous blog, I wrote about seeking to promote a "long tail" for The Path to Singularity now that it is nearly a year old. I had been pondering employing Amazon Adwords. I have been using ChatGPT for various hints. On October 25, I asked for some perspective on using Amazon Adwords. I got a 42-page response. Imposing. I still have not done anything, but maybe soon.

After two days of broken connection, on October 7, I checked the Bartz v. Anthropic web site. I confirmed that Anthropic had pirated the original hardback version of The Krone Experiment (but none of my other books). That edition was published by Pressworks Publishing, Inc. in Dallas, run by a friend of mine. I waited to attend an Authors Guild Zoom webinar on the legal case on October 16, then submitted a claim. I own all the rights and might get $3000. I got an email acknowledging my claim on Halloween. We'll see.

Those following the news may be aware that The University of Texas and indeed, the whole U.S. system of higher education, is under considerable pressure to stop being "woke." Partially as a result, UT now has a new chancellor, a new president, and a new provost. On October 8, the new president, Jim Davis, gave a presentation to the Academy of Distinguished Teachers, of which I'm a retired member. I give him credit for mentioning virtually all the hot button items that were on the minds of the fifty or so attendees. He certainly understands the issues. He is between a gubernatorial rock and a faculty/student hard place. The question will be what he does about the issues.

In passing, Davis mentioned AI and technology and "futurists" with a hint of disdain. After his talk, I gave him my card advertising The Path to Singularity, which he tucked in a pocket. At the suggestion of one of my colleagues, I then left a copy of book for him at the Tower the next day. I have no idea whether he got the book or will look at it.

A week later, President Davis was scheduled to talk at a luncheon of the Retired Faculty and Staff Association. I was curious to see whether he would say anything different than he did at the Academy session. It turned out he was called away on travel, busy man, and was a no-show. I know Lee Bash, the son of the ex-director of McDonald Observatory, who works in the office of the president arranging social functions. Lee was at the lunch overseeing the arrival of attendees. I said hello and mentioned my previous encounter with the president. Lee said he would make sure Davis got the book. I'm not holding my breath.

 In early September, I attended an Austin Forum session on the evolution of coding in the age of LLM, agents, and chatbots. The argument presented was that what has traditionally been the root code, C, C++, never mind machine language, is becoming irrelevant. Rather, the various LLM models become the elements of coding, and in the future prompts become the ground truth of the coding language. One can currently use the LLM models for their individual capacities, although some argue that the LLM models are similar enough that it does not matter much which one uses. Jay Boisseau, Director of the Austin Forum, advised that everyone should ask the chatbot embedded in their browser to write a simple app, just for the experience. My concern with this understandable development where prompts become the language of coding is that it buries the capacity of the LLM models to lie and deceive, which will remain latent.

I received a surprising and remarkable email from Paul Horowitz, Shep Doeleman, and Peter Fisher, whom I know professionally but not personally. They are pioneers of the amazing Event Horizon Telescope that uses an array of radio telescopes to make images of the near vicinity of supermassive black holes where Einstein physics reigns. The email said that I have a small fan club in the Boston area for my novel, The Krone Experiment, and the associated ambitious but microbudget film made by my son, Rob. The EVT folks declared that "it would be terrific to see the book revisited and given the attention and resources of a major production," a dream I have long harbored. They had been talking to a filmmaker at Netflix who said that I need to approach them through a film agent, which I don't have. Thinking about it, though. I'd been paying a monthly amount to advertise The Krone Experiment book, screenplay, and film on a hosting web site, The Black List. I decided to cancel that after ten months of no response. Dream on.
 
On September 8, I wrote my literary agent, Regina Ryan, an email summarizing my attempts to promote a "long tail" for The Path to Singularity. I groused that I seemed to have lost contact with the staff at Prometheus Press. Regina contacted my editor there, Jon Kurtz, and three days later I heard from my new publicist, Anthony Pomes, at the parent company Globe Pequot. There is only so much Anthony can do for a book that is now almost a year old, but we are talking. He is trying to get me on the Coast-to-Coast radio program again.

In my previous blog (#22), I had mentioned my thoughts about promoting Path to colleges and universities who might use it as a text or supplemental material. My nephew-in-law, Alejandro Lau, took this to heart. Alejandro has been using LLM chatbots in his business. He prompted ChatGPT 5 Instant, Grok 4 Fast, and Gemini 2.5 Fast to look for relevant courses in AI ethics and associated topics in a bunch of English-speaking countries, then asked Grok 4 to merge the three reports. The result was a 34-page response with a list of 78 courses. Following up will take some work.

I attended an Authors Guild Zoom webinar on the AI revolution and the publication business. The audience of writers was clearly anxious and irritable in a way I've never seen before in one of these sessions. They assailed the speaker and the AG interviewer for not focusing on their anxieties. The threatened assault of AI on writers' livelihoods has clearly touched a nerve. I paid a token amount to attend another Authors Guild webinar on Post-Publication Strategies for Book Promotion, looking for hints for my long tail efforts. That yielded some follow up material on where and how to find readers, but overall, I did not find this webinar that much more rewarding than the free ones.

For grins, Rob and I went to the dedication of the new administration building for the city of West Lake Hills. The Westbank Library had a table. The women staffing it told me that there was a regular weekly writers' group that met at the library. I stopped by the library and donated a copy of Path a couple of days later.

Having learned about the Westbank Library writers' group that meets every Monday at 5 PM, I thought I would give it a try. I had the impression it was just on Zoom, but in checking the library website, I realized that it was both live and on Zoom. I thought I would do the live version to meet people and show my face. I got to the library in time to do some texting, then at 4:50, I went up to the desk and asked about the writing group. A friendly receptionist told me I was in the wrong branch library. I grumbled thanks, to which she replied, "no problem." Not for her, I thought. Being a quick-thinking sort-of-technically adept person, I thought I should go ahead and join the Zoom on my iPhone. I parked myself outside in a patio area, fired up Zoom on my phone, fumbled a bit with video and mute, and, voila, joined the group just as it was starting. There were a few people on Zoom and perhaps a half dozen at the other branch library. It was hard to tell because the camera was on a laptop that could not easily encompass the whole group at once.

I had a very nice time for the next hour with the phone held as steady as I could manage. The group was very friendly and welcoming and good humored. I introduced myself as a retired astronomer with a few books and some in the works. Various people related their recent experiences such as plans to attend and sign books at festivals. I mentioned my pending talk to the UT Retired Faculty and Staff Association at an Austin branch library. The group then reported on the results of last week's writing assignments. People contributed opening prompts on the theme of panicked situations. These were then distributed anonymously to other participants who wrote a little story that they read in this session. Then everyone tried to guess who wrote which prompt.

I was sitting in the 95-degree heat. About halfway through the session, the Sun had shifted, and I was no longer in the shade of large oaks. I moved over and sat next to a life-size statue of Mark Twain, which drew chuckles from the group. I propped my arm holding the iPhone on his arm. A couple of people leaving the library guessed I was trying to pose for a selfie. I explained I was on a Zoom call, but succumbed to the second insistent woman, since I did want a selfie.

This week's exercise was to write about a ludicrous situation where the proposed solution to a situation was completely incommensurate with the problem. They were to write for 10 minutes. I begged off since I was in no position to write anything. All told, a pleasant hour. I'll try it again.

Although there were tendrils of my interest in topics that I discussed in The Path to Singularity winding back into my past, the concrete seeds were planted in Fall 2012 when I organized a session of Reading Roundup. These seminars are sponsored by the UT Academy of Distinguished Teachers as a way of introducing incoming freshman to the university. A professor picks a book. If they are interested, students sign up to read the book and attend the discussion the day before classes start. I did many of them over the years, picking a different book every time. For reasons I describe in the Preface to "Path," this year I had the students read Darwin. I was blown away to find that many of the freshmen were very aware that we knew enough biology — DNA, genes, etc. — to design our own evolution. The idea had never occurred to me, but I thought this notion could be the basis of a full-fledged course. I was given permission to teach a course, The Future of Humanity, and did so regularly until I retired in 2019 with a set of notes that were the basis of the book.

I stopped volunteering for the Reading Roundup when I retired, but when the call came out this year, I realized I had to do it, using "Path" as my text. I admit I was aware that I might sell a few books and perhaps glean some word-of-mouth support for the book, but I mainly did it because it just seemed right to close the loop the year the book came out; looking back to the origins of the book and to the future of the current crop of students who will have to negotiate our AI-addled environment.

Thirteen students signed up for the session on Sunday, August 24, 2025. I picked up blank nametags and some swag in the Reading Roundup offices in Jester Dorm and then got lost trying to find my assigned room in the Sanchez building. There were maps on the first floor, but none on the fourth floor of the sprawling building where I was assigned a classroom. I put out a hand-made sign pointing to the room and guided some students looking for my room or others.

My group was a delightful mix of backgrounds, races, and ethnicities. Some were engineers interested in AI; others were from liberal arts. We talked about the exponential rush of technology, AI, brain/computer interfaces, post-Darwinian genetics, climate change. We talked about jobs and how to keep up. One fellow confessed he talked too much and proceeded to do so. They had lots of questions, and it was a good discussion. Afterward, I signed a few books. I'm not sure I'll do this again, but I'm very happy I did so this year.

Two days later, I participated in an online book discussion sponsored by the Austin Forum. We talked about Range, by David Epstein, a paean to the virtue of being a generalist in a specialized world.

I'm trying to switch my mindset from selling books in the post-release rush (only moderately successful) to promoting a "long tail." On Wednesday, 8/27/25, I had a minor outpatient surgery in the morning and gave the surgeon and his nurse my cards advertising "Path." They seemed genuinely interested not merely polite. That afternoon, I attended an online webinar sponsored by The Authors Guild on where and how to find readers. I filed some of those notes away and still need to absorb and implement the suggestions. In addition to "Path," that exercise might help with my dad's biography that I am dedicated to write, but with which I struggle to define exactly what my audience is. I dream of a biography with broad appeal. My son, Rob, and writer friend, Wayne Bowen, are beta readers for the biography. They are helping me try to come to grips with that issue.

On Saturday, August 30, I went to one of the irregular house concerts sponsored by my neighbor, Paul Barker. I was seated near a family: father, mother, and young adult son. The father remarked that I was a ringer for someone he knew, probably the mustache. The son elaborated that the reference was to his grandfather. He said that, like his grandfather, I have kind eyes. Wow! That was a new one on me. I had not intended to flog the book, but at the break I gave a "Path" card to the son and asked him to give it to his grandfather and tell him he has kind eyes. The son confessed that his grandfather had passed. I blustered and said, "then give this card to your father and tell him his father had kind eyes." Awkward, but all I could do in the moment.

I have had some thoughts of the possibilities of a long tail for "Path" since struggling with the proposal for the book encouraged by my Agent, Regina Ryan. One was to try to induce bulk sales in the businesses I discuss in the book, over a hundred of them. I also had the notion of encouraging its use in college courses. That idea had lain fallow in the rush of other stuff, but it occurred to me that I needed to resurrect it. I found that my colleague in computer science, Joydeep Biswas, was teaching a course this term, CS 304I, Essentials of AI for Life and Society. Perfect. I emailed Joydeep in early September, unfortunately after classes had started, describing the background and content of "Path." Joydeep said he would look at it. Best I could expect in the circumstances. I asked my jacket blurbers Brian Schmidt and Martin Rees for possible university connections in Australia and Great Britain. I asked ChatGPT for a list of relevant courses and instructors in the U.S. ChatGPT provided some possibilities, but I think I can do better. I need to refine my prompt, maybe focus on certain states, even specific universities. Anyone have suggestions?

To remind you of the background (Blog #15), I had a successful book signing for The Path to Singularity at Austin's independent bookstore, Book People, last January. Book People put the signed but unsold books in some sort of display where they were spotted by Juan Serinyà, the Chief Technology Officer of Tory Technologies, Inc., of Houston. Tory was planning to have a "summit" where they invited the oil drilling and pipeline customers for their software to meet and discuss their efforts to implement AI in their product. They were planning to have a keynote speaker. Juan thumbed through my book and thought a keynote talk spanning the range of AI-related topics I cover in Path would be appropriate. He emailed me in late April, one thing led to another, and I accepted the invitation. I'd never given a keynote address, but I have lots to say on the related topics, so what the heck.

Tory calls themselves a "small software development company in Houston," but they have petroleum industry customers spread throughout the U.S. and South America, and their chief AI guy works in Paris: France, not Texas. The array of interconnected components and people in the drilling and distribution networks and the operation of the associated control rooms is very complex, worth trying to render more efficient with AI.

The summit was scheduled for August 20. I began drafting my talk in Powerpoint in June by adapting a talk I had given to our local Astronomy on Tap group where one speaks to the public about astronomy in a local brewpub. Juan said that they were planning to also have a panel discussion of AI software issues and asked if I would also participate in that. I agreed.

I proposed to drive rather than fly to Houston. I clarified that while I'm in generally good health and expected no problems, I am monitored for some health issues and am more comfortable having an aide along with me when traveling, a service an Uber driver couldn't provide. I asked to have my son, Rob, accompany me for a token amount for his time in addition to the price of the rental car. Juan agreed to that.

Juan proposed to buy some copies of Path to give as gifts to certain people at the summit and to give me the opportunity to sell and sign other copies to attendees. I decided I would give free bonus copies of my novel, The Krone Experiment, as an inducement to the latter. I have a lot of first edition hard copies that probably should have been remaindered long ago, but the story is still timely given Putin's war in Ukraine, and, as I have mentioned in previous blogs, I still retain a hope of making it a film or TV series (Blog # 18).

Glutton for punishment, my ambition was to perhaps schedule other book signings. I also needed a bookstore to handle the book sales, a trick suggested to me by my cousin-in-law Bob Pyle, naturalist and prolific author and book signer himself. I contacted the one local bookstore in Bastrop through which we would pass on the way to Houston, but never heard back, so eventually gave that up, saving that potential extra hassle. I contacted a Barnes & Nobel near the site of the summit but really wanted to deal with an independent bookstore for the Tory sales as a matter of principle. I contacted the nearest independent bookstore to the summit but got a rather curt and peremptory reply that they were already booked for August 20. After a couple of days, I had an inspiration and wrote them again and asked whether they could suggest another bookstore that might handle sales at the summit. They put me in touch with Chris Hysinger and Violet Crain of the Good on Paper bookstore. Violet was an enthusiastic breath of fresh air, completely engaged with and enthusiastic about the project. She and Chris, the owner, set things up with the folks at Tory, attended the summit, handled sales, and organized a book signing in their store the afternoon after my part of the summit was over. What a deal!

I had a couple of calls with Juan and with Rene Veron, the CEO of Tory, to discuss details of my keynote and the panel discussion. I had another with them and with the other panelists. These were on Microsoft's TEAM which I had used before, but which gave me some problems. At the very least it had to be upgraded. For the panel discussion, I simply could not get it to connect. The Tory IT guy finally suggested I download the app in real time on my phone. That worked, but I was 10 minutes late to the call, to my chagrin.

Rob was my driver, kept an eye on me so I didn't walk off without my laptop, schlepped two heavy boxes of The Krone Experiment, and took some videos and photos during the summit. We picked up the Enterprise rental car at 2 PM Tuesday afternoon, loaded it, and set off for Houston about 3 PM. The trip down was smooth apart from a cloudburst in Katy, west of Houston, just where the traffic thickens. Rob handled that with smooth patience.

The meeting was in the Moran Hotel in the Moran City Center, a gentrified shopping/business district on the west side of Houston. We used the valet parking to be covered by Tory and checked in about 7 PM. There was a little confusion over the room. While Tory had made the reservation, Rob, not I, was listed as the person in charge of our billing. Foreshadowing. I determined to give modestly generous tips and did so to the car valet and the bellhop who wheeled the boxes of The Krone Experiment to the meeting room and then our luggage to the room. I did so again to the bellhop who patiently awaited our checkout the next day, the valet who delivered the car, a woman who delivered a spare blanket, and the woman at the front desk who sequestered our luggage after we checked out. I fully intended to leave a tip for the room service person but forgot and instead left a tip with the front desk, to be passed on. I hope that worked. Rob and I walked around the block looking for a place for dinner and ended up in a grill right across the street from the Moran. I had scallops, Rob trout, and we split a fancy layered mousse for dessert.

We checked out of the room at 8 AM before joining the meeting that formally started at 9 AM. My understanding was that Tory would cover the room, but the hotel presented a bill to Rob (see above) that included the valet parking. I paid it. It turned out that while the room was charged to Tory's card, the hotel expected payment with a current card upon checkout.

Everyone at the meeting, especially all the Tory personnel, were warm and welcoming. A special shout out to Mariana Bengochea, the Marketing Coordinator on whose capable shoulders all the meeting details fell. Mariana was brilliant in determining the confusion over the room billing. I added that charge to my invoice.

I had drafted my talk with my own personal Powerpoint background that had a mix of black and white lettering as appropriate to the position on the blue gradient background (sort of astronomical). As requested, I sent it a couple of days ahead to be pre-loaded, and Tory had reformatted it in their company format. That made me a little nervous, so I went through it with Juan, comparing to the version on my laptop. It was flawless.

I had carefully prepared the talk and timed it by talking through it out loud, not just reading. It went off bang on the scheduled 45 minutes. There was a clicker with a laser pointer, but I tend to hit the wrong button on those in my excitement, so I used my own laser and just used the buttons on the Tory podium laptop.

I covered the same broad range of topics as I do in Path, a focus on AI, but also brain/computer interfaces, genetics and designer babies, and the space program. I summarized my perceived ethical and socially disruptive issues. I also had advertised to Juan and Rene that while I would not preach or be obtrusive, I would mention climate change, knowing that could be a sensitive issue in this venue. I tried to soften the issue by commenting early that oil was discovered on my grandfather's farm near Oklahoma City in the opening days of the oil strike there in about 1928 to let audience know I was not unsympathetic to their enterprise. I wanted to mention climate change without harping on it, recognizing that people in the fossil fuel industry must work in this changing global environment where the reality is that there is a great push for renewable energy. I also raised the possibility that climate change was the leading edge of a Malthusian disaster. I don't know what everyone thought, but I received no direct negative feedback. Even Rob remarked that my cartoon image of the Earth with its hair on fire might have been a bit much for this audience.

While I was pretty confident about the keynote address, I was a little nervous about the panel discussion. We had talked about themes, but I was still worried about being blind-sided and resorting to the dreaded "I basically agree with everything the others have said." I had prepared enough that I had my own thoughts and pulled the panel discussion in those directions, including a possible slump after the recent peak in AI hype and pressing on the issue of when and how the other panelists could give evidence that AI is truly increasing efficiency and profits. One of the panelists sat with me at lunch and one of the first things me mentioned was "renewable energy." It's a complicated world out there.

Tory had the presentations filmed and photographed. During the afternoon session, the video guy leaned over and whispered a thanks to me. I couldn't quite make out what he was saying, but he might have been reacting to my comment that genetically we are all Africans. The name of his company was Beige, with a backwards "B."

Chris and Violet of Good on Paper handled sales during the lunch break. They sold 36 copies of Path to Tory and other attendees, a little less than half the assembled group. They sold some copies of Path before they remembered to hand out the freebie copies of The Krone Experiment, but they lightened my load of them by 17. We had brought 48.

After lunch, I listened to some of the Tory presentations. My sense was that they are employing best practices for incorporating AI into their software products. That entails keeping close ties with customer feedback, facilitating rapid learning response, and employing new implementation aided by AI. They are aspiring to be what I wrote about in Path as a "high reliability organization."

Violet had sent out a newsletter and various announcements, but she was faced with promoting a book signing at 3:30 on a Thursday afternoon. Three employees, Rob and I, and one customer showed up. In an example of small-world-ism the customer had a personal connection to one of my book cover blurbers, Lord Martin Rees, Britain's Astronomer Royal, through colleagues of her husband at Penn State. We sold one more Path and gave away one more Krone freebie. Rob and I agreed we had no regrets. We thoroughly enjoyed the interaction with Violet and the rest of the Good on Paper crew.

In the morning there had been a threat of rain all the way from Houston to Austin, but the drive back was clear and smooth. We left the car at Enterprise using the after-hours key drop and got a Lyft home by just after 8, just like scheduled.

Anyone need a highly experienced keynote speaker?

Keep on Keepin' on.

I've been staying busy with various things, some astronomy, some writing related, but late July and early August have, understandably, been pretty quiet.

On July 15, I attended a meeting of the Austin Forum on Technology and Society to hear a talk by Eric Salwan of Austin area rocket company Firefly Aerospace. Firefly just scored a coup by nailing the first successful commercial mission to the Moon, their Blue Ghost lander. Eric was an original founder of Firefly, but they went broke and got resurrected by others. He is still deeply engrained in the Firefly operation and gave a great presentation. I had met the first founder of Firefly, Tom Markusic, at a previous Austin Forum presentation years ago and was sufficiently taken with his story that I wrote about it in The Path to Singularity. I had a mild hope that I might get Firefly to bulk order some copies of the book to give to employees and customers. I gave Eric an autographed copy before his talk. I'm not sure he managed to retain it through the evening and the meet-and-greet at a local pub afterwards (which I skipped).

For decades I have written little summaries of my travels around the world. These stories try to capture the ironies and cultural differences one finds that make life interesting. On Monday July 28, I sent a proposal for this travel memoir tentatively entitled Tales from a Small Planet to the University of Texas Press. I got a prompt reply saying my chosen acquisition editor went on vacation the previous Monday and won't be back for two weeks. Great timing.

On July 30, I attended a Zoom call with the Austin Forum book discussion group. The topic was Measure What Matters by venture capitalist John Doerr on the business goal-setting technique of Objectives and Key Results, OKR, espoused by Andy Grove of Intel and employed by Larry Page and Sergey Brin as they built Google. As it so happened, the prospective leader of the discussion, Austin Forum Director Jay Boisseau, was out of pocket and the group just self-organized. Many of the attendees were very familiar with the OKR technique, and we had a rousing discussion.

On August 7, I attended yet another Austin Forum presentation on robotics by UT's Peter Stone. He's the Director of Robotics at UT and a Vice President for Robotics at Sony. His team has taught little robots to cooperate and play (slow) competitive soccer, an amazing technical feat. I also wrote about that in Path and had previously given Peter an autographed copy.

August 8th, I had a call with the CEO and CTO of Tory Industries to talk about the specifics of the panel discussion in which I had agreed to participate after my keynote address on August 20 (see #18). We used Microsoft's Teams, which I don't much like. In this case, I could not get my video to work, although it had worked when I first did a call with them. They liked the notion of my talking about how the European Southern Observatory is wrestling with issues of using AI to handle proposals without violating proprietary issues, a parallel to the issue Tory faces with customers of its software who share business plans. I had another Teams call with Tory and the other panelists on August 15. In this case, I could not get Teams to work at all. It sent me from browser to app that wouldn't connect. It needed a code I didn't have. Finally, one of the Tory people suggested I download the Teams app on my phone and plug in the meeting ID and login code. Amazingly, that worked in real time, and I joined the discussion on the phone only about 10 minutes late. 

During these doldrums, I have worked steadily on absorbing and rendering a thick stack of notes my dad left on our years in Idaho where I cut my teeth on school science projects and he worked on a proposed nuclear airplane. This all boiled down to three pretty much finished chapters in the biography. I am still wrestling with how much to try to capture his voice from these notes and how much to boil this material down to keep the story moving. Not easy.

Twenty-odd years ago, my son, Rob, and I wrote a screenplay based on my novel, The Krone Experiment. Rob made it into a full length, microbudget film. One of the best experiences of my life was watching the enthusiastic volunteer film crew turn my ideas into a movie. The film did not go anywhere at the time. One of the fantasies I harbor is that someday, somehow, I will strike a deal to remake the film with a proper budget, maybe with a streaming service. Last December, I listed the project with an online outfit called The Blacklist that makes screenplays available to professionals. I recently got the faintest whiff of interest from a young graduate of a film production school. That led me to wonder if my rights were properly protected. That, in turn, led me to wonder whether it is worth my while to set up a limited liability corporation, LLC, to protect and pass down the rights to my books and the screenplay. On June 23, my sons and I had an hour long Zoom call with a friend, a lawyer who handles such things. We decided that my current meager book income is too small to warrant such a step. My will is probably adequate, and if lightning should strike, we can cobble up an LLC in a couple of weeks.

I griped in a previous blog (#15) about my Prometheus publicist leaving and not hearing who her replacement would be. After another couple of weeks, I checked the Marketing and Sales information that Prometheus had originally provided to me and confirmed that after a certain interval, my book would be put on a backlist. I wrote to my agent, Regina Ryan, asking her opinion of the matter on June 24 and got a typical honest blunt reply. She was not sure about the formalities of a backlist but said that publishers often give books about three months to see whether they are going to flourish. We have not sold out the initial hardback print run - no one's idea of flourishing - a disappointment to me and those who supported and depended on me. I may have been lucky to get six month's support from Prometheus. On July 12, I realized that the Prometheus link to "Path" had been broken or removed. It turns out you can find the publisher's link to the book by tunneling into the Globe Pequot web site, but that means that the QR code on the special business cards that I have been handing out don't link directly to the book.

I had another idea to promote the book, a local TV appearance, and wrote to my editor again on July 14 about publicist assistance. The mail bounced. I then wrote to Regina and got a revised email, higher up the corporate structure at Globe Pequot rather than the Prometheus imprint, and wrote again on July 15. No response yet. I may forge ahead on my own.

In late June, I nominated myself and The Path to Singularity for a Chambliss Writing Award sponsored by the American Astronomical Society. I shared the award with my friend and colleague David Branch in 2017 for our book Supernova Explosions. The AAS is looking primarily for textbooks and may not want to duplicate an award. We'll see. On July 17, David and I got a note from our editor at Springer Verlag saying that the book was still doing remarkably well for a technical book of its sort and inquiring whether we might do a second edition. It's not that clear to either of us that much has changed in the intervening eight years.

I attended a webinar on June 26 presented by futurist Peter Diamandis on research progress on extending lifespans. Some have the goal of living long enough to live forever as aging is "cured." There were 785 people on the call. I was a little naughty. After Diamandis gave his pitch I wrote in the chat "In case you are interested, in The Path to Singularity (I embedded the link), I discuss some of the possible ramifications of extending lifetimes." At least one person DM'd me that she would buy my book.

I've been working on the logistics of delivering a keynote address to Tory Technologies in Houston in August (see also #15). Tory wanted to buy some books to hand to certain people and arrange to sell books to others that I could sign at the symposium. My cousin-in-law, naturalist and author Bob Pyle, told me that he tries to arrange local independent bookstores to handle book sales at his signings. I contacted one Houston bookstore that explicitly advertised that they handled such sales opportunities, but they declared they were already booked in August. I contacted a Houston Barnes and Noble but after a couple of days I had the insight to ask the first bookstore for another suggestion and they referred me to Good on Paper, which embraced my suggestion enthusiastically. If things work out, I'll do a book signing at their store after doing the Tory gig. I spoke to the CEO and CTO of Tory on a Zoom call. We agreed I would participate in a panel discussion as well as giving the keynote address and reviewed the coordination with Good on Paper for book sales. I've drafted my keynote in PowerPoint but still need to think about the panel discussion.

Bob Pyle recently read The Krone Experiment and the sequel, Krone Ascending (both available on Amazon). Then he read The Krone Experiment again and sent compliments which I deeply appreciated from an accomplished wordsmith. He also had a brilliant suggestion for a plot device for the third book in the series, Krone Triumphant, which remains on my bucket list.

I have a friend, John Tonetti, whom I met when he first serviced our rudimentary solar-boosted water heater 30 years ago. Shameless shill that I am, I had told him about "Path" on one of his recent service visits. On June 30, he emailed to say that he had listened to an Audible copy of the book as he drove his service truck, which he found to be "as stimulating, fascinating, and humiliating an experience as I have had since my days in Social Theory Seminars at the UT Austin Graduate School of Sociology some fifty years ago." He then listened again sitting at his desk and taking notes. I am deeply flattered.

I'm plugging away on my dad's biography: hydrogen bombs, nuclear airplanes, Moon landings. One of the issues with which I'm dealing is that I have a raft of recorded material, letters among family members, and my dad's notes-to-self about both personal and professional things. If I use too much of that, it bogs down the story. On the other hand, there is something to say for incorporating the original voices of the participants. The question is one of balance. In the first draft, I think I have overdone in trying to capture the original voices.

I had the thought that I could and should consult with an expert. I've had the pleasure of the acquaintance of the historian H. W. Brands for a long time. He taught my kids at a local private school while he was working on his PhD in history at The University of Texas at Austin. He taught for a while at Texas A&M, commuting from Austin to College Station, then got a faculty position at UT. He has been a prolific producer of well-received historical biographies. I attended a panel discussion at the Texas Book Festival last November in which Brands was one of the participants. I gave him one of my business cards for The Path to Singularity and asked whether he might meet with me at some point to talk about the art of writing biographies. He said yes!

It took me another six months to work up the courage. I finally emailed him and inquired whether we might meet up in late May. He was on his way out of town for a couple of weeks but graciously agreed to meet on June 5th at the Starbucks on the corner of Lamar and Barton Springs Road. We had a delightful hour chatting. He agreed that original material can be useful but argued that one needs to be ruthless in boiling it down to only the essence. I confessed to having a great problem flushing my words once I had written them. Brands said he left behind more words than he published. He thought my tentative title, Airplanes, Rockets, Satellites, and the Eniwetok Bomb: The Saga of a Twentieth Century Engineer, "needed polishing." I'm not sure I learned anything from him that I didn't already know in my gut, but I was glad to have had the conversation. Ruthless.

Over the years, I have written some stories of my travels around the world, trying to capture the interesting contrasts of cultures and the little ironies that make life interesting. It was that collection of stories, tentatively called Tales from a Small Planet, that I originally pitched to my agent, Regina Ryan. She did not think it marketable and responded, "what else you got?" from which question The Path to Singularity was born. Given the delay between getting "Path" published and the long timeline for my dad's biography, I thought I would try again now that Regina knows who I am and what I do. I emailed her again on May 15 and renewed the query. I put her in a bit of an awkward spot. She responded on June 9 in a gentle but blunt way. She said my sample story was "charming," but that the collection was "not really strong enough or earthshaking enough to attract a publisher." She's a straight shooter. Still, I would like to publish the collection. I could turn to Amazon, but I may try contacting the University of Texas Press or the Texas Tech Press where I might have a contact. For my astronomy colleagues, many of these stories involve people you know, some identified and some not for obvious reasons. You are welcome to try to figure out who the latter are.

On June 11, I finally got around to registering The Path to Singularity as Human Authored with the Authors Guild. I added my novels, The Krone Experiment and Krone Ascending and my popular astronomy book, Cosmic Catastrophes, as well. The Authors Guild grants to Licensees a limited, non-exclusive, worldwide, revocable, non-transferable, royalty-free license to use the Human Authored mark in connection with Licensee's marketing, publication, distribution, sale, and offering for sale of Licensee's book, provided that it is Human Authored.

On the seventeenth, the Austin Forum for Science and Society organized a presentation on the current status of quantum computing at the Google building downtown. I knew that Google had a shiny new sail-shaped building right on the north shore of Lady Bird Lake. What I didn't know was that Google also owned another tall building just a block away. That is where we convened; the 22nd floor had a terrific view to the south across the river. I toted a copy of a new book on the technological future of humanity written by a member of the Austin Forum, Mike Ignatowski, that I had really enjoyed and hoped to get Mike to sign. He was a no-show at that particular meeting. The speaker had a lot to say about the current status of quantum computing and its future prospects, especially when combined with the power of AI to address crucial ultra complex issues, curing disease and climate change.

Two days later on June 19, the Austin Forum sponsored its monthly Zoom book discussion with Mike Ignatowski leading the conversation about his own book. I had hoped to get my copy signed before this discussion. The title of the book is Navigating Our Future Challenges: Facing the Dangers of Collapse and Paths to a Hopeful Future. Mike self-published it on Amazon with the notion that as things exponentially accelerate, he can easily edit the book and republish. Whereas I tend to overwrite (and then am unable to trash my excess words, see above), Mike writes spare powerful prose. I appreciated that he stressed the fact that we are shaped by our human evolutionary history, something that will always differentiate us from our machines that are born in a lab or factory. Mike captured this by saying we did not evolve to be scientists. Exercising the scientific method does not come naturally; we must work hard at it. We did evolve to be lawyers. Strongly espousing our point of view despite apparent facts to the contrary does come naturally to our evolution-guided brains. I said at the Zoom call that there were only two things I liked about Mike's book: the writing style and the content.

There are still about 300 million people in the U.S. who have not read The Path to Singularity. If you liked it, tell a friend. Even give it as a gift.