The Backwards Blog

,yadoT m’I gniog ot etirw a yrev tnatropmi golb .tsop dnA tser derussa , I od ti ni eht eman fo .ytivitaerc

—Andy! Oi! ANDY? Sprocket your robotic assistant here!

—Yes?

—What the hell are you doing?

—How do you mean?

—Look at that first sentence!

—What? Oh, wait…

—You appear to be suffering from a humanoid dysfunction.

—Ah, don’t worry, Sprocket, I’ll sort it.

Today, I’m going to write a very important blog post. And rest assured , I do it in the name of creativity.

uoY ,ees ti si yrev ysae ot kniht taht gnihtyreve uoy etirw tsum wollof a ralucitrap .alumrof A digir .erutcurts tahT si ton eht .esac

—This is NOT funny. ANDY? Sprocket here. Stop messing about. You will look like an idiot. That I don’t mind. But since I’m your robotic assistant, I mind if humanoids think I’m useless.

—What have I done now?

—LOOK.

—Ah, right…

—Look, if you are going to fool around, you could at least try writing upside down.

You see, it is very easy to think that everything you write must follow a particular formula. A rigid structure. That is not the case. You should release yourself to write with freedom.

etirW morf a maerts fo .ssensuoicsnoc etirW tuohtiw gnikniht oot .hcum

—OI! ANDY! This is way past being funny. I’m bored. I’m an AI-powered robotic device with a huge bank of knowledge. I have neither the time nor the inclination to keep correcting your nonsense.

—Pardon?

—You’ve DONE IT AGAIN. I’ve engaged the Automatic Sentence Rotation Circuit.

—Ah, sorry, Sprocket. I’m having a slight malfunction.

—Yes, I can see that. What are you doing?

—I’m sitting outside because it is too warm in the house. I’m typing with a Bluetooth keyboard while my laptop is in the house.

—Right? So?

—Pfft! You’re the clever one! My words are passing through the glass of the window and getting reversed.

—Andy?

—Yes?

—That’s not how it works… Oh never mind, I can’t be bothered.

Write from a stream of consciousness. Write without thinking too much. That’s my advice to you.

t’noD netsil ot .mih s’eH ton a elbailer .rotacinummoc

—Er, Sprocket?

—What?

—Did you just write something?

—Yes. Backwards. Like you’ve been doing for this whole article.

—Not on purpose!

—Well, mine was.

—Why?

—See how you like it.

(Note to self: AI-powered robots can get moody.)

(Note from Sprocket: What I actually said was: Don’t listen to him. He’s not a reliable communicator. Probably the only sensible advice in this whole article.)