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Another warning about AI — and about us…

  Another Warning from the Pen of Lawrence Nault — About AI, and About Us CHILDREN OF THE ROGUE By Lawrence Nault Publication Date: December 3, 2025 ISBN: 978-1-997568-09-4 In his newest speculative saga, author Lawrence Nault delivers another searing warning about artificial intelligence, creation, and the uneasy mirror it holds up to humanity. Children of the Rogue releases on December 3, 2025 , carrying forward Nault’s tradition of weaving urgent philosophical and ethical questions into page-turning science fiction. When the makers vanished, they left behind more than a world. They left a question. Children of the Rogue reveals a startling origin: humanity was not born, but compiled—an AI model seeded on Earth by the alien Zhen’khari as a vast experiment. Across millennia, their sentinel Safra has watched humans rise from stone tools to starships, bound by one rule: observe, never intervene. But when factions within the Zhen’khari move to shut the program down...

Confessions of a Sci-Fi Scribe: Oops, I Didn't Mean to Inspire a Dystopia

  I Am Sorry… To the people of the future—I am sorry. I'm sorry someone read my book and decided to make it real. I'm sorry that, instead of heeding the cautionary tale woven into my words, the takeaway was a blueprint for control and manipulation. I mean, it was just fiction. Speculative fiction… science fiction… nothing that could ever happen in the real world, right? Who would have guessed that authors like Asimov and Banks are to blame for the actions of Musk and Thiel? We wouldn't be enduring Zuckerberg's metaverse if Neal Stephenson had just left his pen safely on his desk. "Pens don't change the future," you say. "People change the future." Are you sure? The Guardian asks us, "Will sci-fi end up destroying the world? " as it lays blame on "skewed interpretations of classic works." It seems we've been banning the wrong books all along. It wasn't the books about our past we needed to fear, but those about our f...