The AI-Generated Magnolia ONE

The Magnolia
2 min readMay 8, 2023

I tried to use ChatGPT to write this first blog post, but it had too much of Carrie Bradshaw.

I will try to reflect on the process of tweaking the prompt to get it to do what I want and failing constantly.

Let me know how differently you would have done the prompt.

Problem statement: I have a dream snapshot in my head that I have been wanting to write for the past month, but all I have is an image. So I thought maybe some freestyle expanding could give me some ideas.

Prompt: Expand the following image with subtle references to the context, which is the Iran-Iraq war: Breakage. I look up. There it is. The sky framed in the checkered grilles of the skylights in the sunroom. I watch the clouds get ripped by a Mirage F1 air fighter.


  • Metaphor: it mentions how chess has been a metaphor for war, but it cannot express it. So it can’t push the boundaries of language, yet.
  • It can draw a simile: it compares window grilles to a chessboard.
  • It cannot grasp subtlety.

ChatGPT’s response:

Breakage. I look up and see the sky framed by the checkered grilles of the skylights in the sunroom. The sound of the Mirage F1 air fighter flying overhead breaks my reverie and reminds me of the reality of the Iran-Iraq War that rages on outside.

The checkerboard pattern of the grilles reminds me of the chessboard, a game that has been used as a metaphor for war. I can’t help but think about the two sides of the conflict, moving their pieces across the board, trying to outmaneuver each other.

The Mirage F1, a French fighter jet used by both sides during the war, was known for its speed and maneuverability. It was a symbol of the modern technology being used in this conflict and the devastating effects it had on the ground.

As I watch the clouds being ripped apart by the jet’s wake, I can’t help but wonder about the lives that are being torn apart by this war. The innocent civilians caught in the crossfire, the soldiers fighting for their country, and the families left behind to mourn their losses.

The sky, once a symbol of peace and freedom, now feels like a battleground. The sunroom, once a sanctuary, now feels like a prison, trapping me inside while the war rages on outside.

I am reminded of the fragility of life and the senselessness of war. As a historian, I know that conflicts like this have been fought throughout human history, and yet we continue to repeat the same mistakes.

But as a writer, I also know that stories have the power to change hearts and minds, to inspire empathy and understanding. And so, I continue to write, hoping that my words can be a small contribution to a world in need of healing.

Let me know what you think!

I will be back with more of these.



The Magnolia

Published author. Creative writer. Historian. Lover of sand, sun, and water. I write to take care of myself.