Hi, BronxWench and all.
I’m reasonably sure that that AI can not replace the editor or “beta-reader” process. In the end, we’re people writing to entertain other people, for the exact reasons you listed. The current crop of spelling/grammar checkers can’t even get things right on a consistent basis, particularly with any dialect of English.
Any time one is creating a “derived work,” by whatever means, they need the permission or license of the original work’s owner and creator in order to sell the work. So, if the owner/creator of the original work denies permission, it’s game over, and it should be that.
The talk about AI, whether in creating prose or music, reminds me of the slogan typically posted in every fourth grade classroom in the United States since I was a fourth grader, I.E. nine years old. “Just because you can doesn’t mean you should.”
Finally, since AI lacks a soul, the very best it can create is a pale imitation of the original work. In the case of “continuing” a “story series” by a dead author, even real people with real talent have serious problems continuing a series without inevitably taking “ownership” of the later works in the series. All the “post-Conan-Doyle” Sherlock Holmes stories are out there, and quite a few of them are great. But they aren’t the works of Conan-Doyle, and could never pass for such. Likewise, the post-Flemming James Bond works could never pass for Flemming’s work. The authors who created the later works were not only not Ian Flemming, they were also so far removed from Flemming’s life experiences that they have no hope of truly creating a good true “James Bond” story. Flemming set his Bond stories in the time in which he was writing. That is, in the first near two decades after the end of World War Two. So, while the Broccolis were able to write (or have written) quite a few good Bond works, they weren’t Flemming’s, and could never pass for it.
In the profoundly rare instances where an author can successfully continue a series work after the original author dies, it’s so much harder than they make it look. If you are familiar enough with the authors, you can still tell the difference more often than not, even while enjoying both the “original” and the “continued” series.
The most obvious example here is Robert Goldsborough’s continuation of the Rex Stout Nero Wolfe series. Goldsborough has written seventeen full length stories in a style and quality near-identical to Stout’s forty-seven book (some books being double or triple novella in one volume) series. While “both halves” of the Nero Wolfe series are great reads for those who like whodunits, you can tell the difference between Goldsborough and Stout, beyond being familiar enough with the works to know in advance which author wrote each story. Goldsborough started writing Nero Wolfe for all the right reasons as well as to make money. He was a very good author before writing Murder in E Minor in 1986. But the post-1975 Nero Wolfe works, as good as they are, would never stand up to detailed scrutiny if Goldsborough had actually tried to pass them off as Rex Stout’s works. Goldsborough openly claimed at least for the first stories to be trying to work up to the standard where he could, even while never actually trying to. All this is from a talented real person, not a bot. AI will only deny livelihood to real authors in exchange for making truly garbage literature for those who either don’t know any better or are lied to.
As an aside, even without AI/zombie bots in the mix, resurrecting an abandoned work that really existed is incredibly hard. Harper Lee’s Go Set a Watchman was already in the editing/rewriting process in the late 1950’s when her editors convinced her instead to create To Kill a Mockingbird from expanded versions of the flashbacks within Watchman fleshed out and stitched together. Mockingbird was a mammoth best seller and Pulitzer Prize winner. Lee never wrote another book, and for most of her life refused to take up finishing Watchman. At the very end of her life, a copy of her 1950s manuscript turned up, and she reluctantly gave in (others have claimed her consent was obtained under less honorable conditions) to having the work published, but was well beyond the ability to do any further work on Watchman at all. Thus, the people “cleaning up” Watchman for publication tried to “fix” it without Lee’s assistance. And in the end, despite Watchman having good bones, the book still read like what it was, I.E. a first draft that was poorly polished at best, and by people more interested in cashing in than they were providing an entertaining story. Thus, it received slightly favorable but mixed reviews. One example of “continuity” glaring enough to indirectly make it into Wikipedia (from the LA Times) was the winning of the trial (in Watchman) that Atticus Finch lost in Mockingbird.
The Watchman we got was better than no Watchman at all. But it would have been so much better if Harper Lee had truly gone back to writing and polishing Watchman herself ten years or so earlier, when she still had the ability to fix it herself and bring it up the the same standard as Mockingbird. And even if someone tried to use an AI to “fix” Watchman, the end result would actually have been worse.
In the end, whether we were ultimately created by a Supreme Personage or a Cosmic Dice Roll, we are people, and not machines; and machines can not become people. Genuine creativity can not be created mechanically. This ability to either create or sincerely admire true creativity is part of what makes us people instead of machines.