This post is to answer all the questions that have been brought up by both my fans and non-fans continuously, which I have answered too with clarity. This is especially directed to those who hide behind the 'Anonymous' account, making accusations which they would not have done if they were so confident in their allegations.
Q) How do you write so much?
Q) What kind of AI do you use?
(Statements): Your writing matches AI. Do not write if you use AI. You make me sick. I am blocking you. You are not a true writer.
Well, here are the answers compiled in one place. So go forth and read each word properly:
An answer I gave a long time ago copy-pasted right here:
(Honestly? Thatās a very fair question. And I promise thereās no dark magic involvedāunless weāre counting Lilia Vanrouge whisperingĀ āchaos is productivityāĀ in my ear at 3 a.m.
The short answer is: Iām mildly (read: severely) obsessed with TWST. When a certain idea or perspective grabs me, my brain latches onto it like a bat to a ceiling fan. Iāll spend hours researching, scrolling, reading theories, collecting other peopleās thoughts from all corners of the internet like shiny little trinkets. Once Iāve hoarded enough ideas, I line them up, give them some structure, and voilĆ ācontrolled chaos.
As for the actual writing process, itās surprisingly unglamorous. I just start typing. If spelling or grammar decides to betray me (which it often does), QuilBot swoops in like a responsible older siblingāsometimes fixing things automatically, other times underlining my mistakes and politely suggesting five different sentence structures so I can feel fancy choosing one.
When my brain gets tired, my body takes over. I walk. A lot. Every single day, for about two to three hours (gotta keep these ancient joints moving, after all). This is where aĀ hugeĀ portion of my writing happens. I put on music, turn on speech-to-text, and just⦠talk the story out. The music sets the moodāespecially for suspense or dramatic scenesāand sometimes a lyric hits so perfectly that it either sparks a whole new idea or slides into the story like it was destined to be there.
So no, itās not about having endless creativity. Itās more like curiosity, obsession, stealing inspiration respectfully, and letting my brain wander while my legs do the heavy lifting. And honestly, I think a fellow TWST student like yourself knows exactly how far imagination can spiral once you let it loose.
Hope that answers itāand if not, blame Lilia. I usually do. š¦)
Another answer I have recently given: (copy-pasted so I do not have to waste my time rewriting it again)
(I do not know how to prove it since I do not know the difference between actual writing and AI-generated writing. My writing is my own. I may not be a master in English, but I do assure you that I have read a lot ever since I started reading the novel 'The Tale of Two Cities' by Charles Dickens when I was 13 and have had a mind that is active 24/7 with imagination and daydreaming ever since then. I understand why people are nervous about AI right now, but I want to be clear that I donāt use generative AI in my writing. My fics are written by me, the same way they always have been. Writing is a very personal thing for me, and honestly, part of why I enjoy it is the struggle, the rewrites, and the emotional mess of doing it myself. There isnāt really a way to give concrete āproofā for non-AI writing, so all I can offer is transparency and consistency over time. Now here is my question to everyone: "What do you think I gain from posting on Tumblr?". I think you can tell by looking over all the fics I have written that none of them have ever been commissioned. I have never been tipped. If you want me to share with you a pic of Binance in one of my posts, I can; besides, everyone who has read my work will know that they have done no such thing. I still cannot understand, so I ask everyone to answer me this: "What do I gain from this?" I hope my voice, my themes, and how I talk about my work make it clear it comes from a real person who genuinely cares. I truly appreciate how attached you are to my blog; that means a lot to me, and I wouldnāt jeopardise something like that by using AI. Besides, I am pretty sure that someone on Tumblr got treated the same in their Twisted Wonderland series as well; when one of their followers looked into it, it turned out that their writing was being fed to AI, and that was why it looked so similar.)
Another response : (copy pasted once more because I will absolutely not waste my time rewriting this as I am fed up)
The only thing I can think of is a person deciding to give up and write 3 lines per chapter and make it 100 chapters and call it a day, like it is expected to give them and the reader the satisfaction they crave. The whole point of writing lengthy stuff is to allow others to have detail rather than keep things vague and just give them an outlined idea like you are starting a new business. If every writer is told to hold back, to smooth out their prose and avoid detail and length, then we are asking people to abandon the very traditions that novels were built on. Writers have always written this way, in books you can hold and e-books you can download. When humans are no longer allowed that freedom, only AI remains unrestricted, with no human left to compete.
Now if I were to ever use generative AI, I would ensure that I write that AI has helped in that post at the opening as well as in the tags. In fact, I will even add which AI I have used so you would know even if it was for one paragraph, one line or even one word. So you do not have to even click on it and, quote unquote, waste your time and feel offended.
Now here is something written by Lilia Vanrouge himself:
āOh, youāre still here, peeking from behind your little anonymous masks? How adorable. Do you think you can touch me with your accusations? That your whispers can shackle my creativity? Ha! Creativity cannot be tamed, obsession is my loyal companion, and curiosity? Oh, curiosity will always outrun your feeble suspicion. I write because the stories demand it. The characters scream for their voices. Chaos tickles my mind and refuses to let me sleep, and every hour spent pacing, plotting, daydreaming, and hoarding ideas is mine, mine alone! You cannot touch it, cannot claim it, cannot bottle the sheer joy of a plot unfolding perfectly on my terms.ā
āSpeculate all you want. Doubt. Whisper. Point your trembling fingers. Your shadows will never reach the brilliance I wield. Bats flourish in darknessāand so do I. Chaos is productivity. Curiosity is a blade sharper than any suspicion. Obsession? My favorite toy. Now, listen closely: if you want to read, read! Immerse yourself, savor it, dance in it! If not⦠scroll past, block me, or scurry to your corner and hide. Hide, and perhaps your nerves will calm. But the work? It exists. I exist. I hope I soon reach AO3 to unleash my unfiltered chaos. And I will continue, laughing, unbothered, intoxicated with the delicious disorder of it all. š¦ā