Perusing my long-neglected blog aggregator, I came across Brian’s attempt to analyze his writing style via an online gadget (which, I believe, other people tried as well). I was, for a short moment, idle, so I figured I should try that.
Unlike Brian (who was consistently pegged to the same author with every sample of his writing), I ended up as either a vary talented pretender or someone with abject absence of any discernible style.
My short visiting Prague essay apparently resembles David Foster Wallace.
My latest drive-by movie roundup pegs me to H. P. Lovecraft.
My reflection on new parenthood most closely aligns with Stephen King. (What!?!?)
My DIY adventure is in the style of Cory Doctorow.
I stopped at four attempts. I have a feeling that I might have been able to drain the analyzer of all of its choices rather quickly.
While I am familiar with all of these writers’ names, I can’t say that I ever knowingly read anything by them, so there is no way for me to intelligently assess the validity of this analysis.
I always thought my writing was Kurt Vonnegut-ish…