conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What could be a title for a book about Sarah, Fain, Kansas with the genre: Teen & Young Adult, Literature & Fiction?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: A title for this book could be 'Bass Ackwards and Belly Up'
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Provide the first paragraph for this book.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Bass Ackwards and Belly Up
  Harper glanced back at the two whole words on her screen and thought about her conversation with Sophie.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Provide another paragraph.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Plus, there was always a chance Mr. Finelli would stop in for coffee and a raspberry scone. She'd worn her one pair of clean Levi's, just in case.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Provide the last three paragraphs.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: But all of that had changed when she confessed to Becca, Kate, and Sophie. Something had been released inside of her, and she knew now what she wanted to do.
  Harper opened a new document and put her fingers on the keyboard. From now on, she was following her Dream for herself, not for anyone else. Maybe she'd write the next Great American Novel. Maybe she wouldn't.
  SF: Coach Forest Carey of the Middlebury ski team, Cheryl at Americans for African Adoptions, and Evan Dumouchel—thanks for sharing your knowledge and expertise. Many thanks to Pamela Beccera, who mentored me just as much as I mentored her. And, of course, to all of my parents—Judy Strong, Bob Fain, Anna Fain, Jerry Carson, and Gordon Scholes—thanks for knowing that when it comes to dreams, tread softly.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Swap the first and the last sentence.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: And, of course, to all of my parents—Judy Strong, Bob Fain, Anna Fain, Jerry Carson, and Gordon Scholes—thanks for knowing that when it comes to dreams, tread softly. Something had been released inside of her, and she knew now what she wanted to do.
  Harper opened a new document and put her fingers on the keyboard. From now on, she was following her Dream for herself, not for anyone else. Maybe she'd write the next Great American Novel. Maybe she wouldn't.
  SF: Coach Forest Carey of the Middlebury ski team, Cheryl at Americans for African Adoptions, and Evan Dumouchel—thanks for sharing your knowledge and expertise. Many thanks to Pamela Beccera, who mentored me just as much as I mentored her.But all of that had changed when she confessed to Becca, Kate, and Sophie.