William Gibson, “Neuromancer”, 1984 was the topic of an earlier blog post.
William Gibson, “Burning Chrome”, 1982 was the first short story he published.
William Gibson, “Agency”, 2020 was the latest novel he has published.
Here I present: William Gibson, “Pattern Recognition”, 2003 which was a SciFi novel. Cyberpunk is the style of writing here; and, the Steampunk writing style is not William Gibson.
The book-cover (shown ABOVE) depiction of the face of a woman who is unable to identify her own face is Pattern Recognition disorder.
The protagonist of the novel is Cayce Pollard, woman depicted on the book cover. Cayce Pollard works on the Internet with pattern recognition to identify images.
Facial perception has neuroanatomical correlates in the brain and “Pattern Recognition” is the scientific term used.
Neuroanatomical similarity is used in Computer Science to refer to “machine” Pattern Recognition. William Gibson, “Pattern Recognition”, 2003 is a SciFi story computer science Information Technology.
The book consists of forty-one (41) chapters shown BELOW:
Chapter #. Chapter Title.
1. THE WEBSITE OF DREADFUL NIGHT
3. THE ATTACHMENT
4. MATH GRENADES
5. WHAT THEY DESERVE
6. THE MATCH FACTORY
7. THE PROPOSITION
10. JACK MOVES, JANE FACES
11. BOONE CHU
13. LITTLE BOAT
14. THE GAIJIN FACE OF BIKKLE
16. GOING MOBILE
17. MAKING MAYHEM
19. INTO THE MYSTIC
21. THE DEAD REMEMBER
27. THE SHAPE OF THE ENTHUSIAST
28. WITHIN THE MEANING
31. THE PROTOTYPE
32. PARTICIPATION MYSTIQUE
34. Z AMOSKVARECH
36. THE DIG
39. RED DUST
40. THE DREAM ACADEMY
41. A TOAST TO MR. POLLARD
42. HIS MISSINGNESS
The first sentence of each chapter is shown BELOW:
Chapter #. First Sentence.
- “Five hours’ New York jet lag and Cayce Pollard wakes in Camden Town to the dire and ever-circling wolves of disrupted circadian rhythm.”
- “CPUs for the meeting, reflected in the window of a Soho specialist in mod paraphernalia, are a fresh Fruit T-shirt, her black Buzz Rickson’s MA-1, anonymous black skirt from a Tulsa thrift, the black leggings she’d worn for Pilates, black Harajuku schoolgirl shoes.”
- “She’s gone to Harvey Nichols and gotten sick.”
- “Somehow she sleeps, or approximates it, through the famously bad hour and into another mirror-world morning.”
- “She finds the Children’s Crusade just as she remembers it.”
- “First priority, Cayce tells Damien’s flat, hearing her father’s voice, secure the perimeter.”
- “He parks the Hummer on a well-lit through-fare in what is apparently Clerkenwell, nothing much to distinguish any very individual hoodness to Cayce.”
- “After carefully checking that a number of other subminiature booby traps, follicular and otherwise, are intact and as she left them, she checks her e-mail.”
- “She wakes to sunshine through Damien’s window.”
- “She’s down for a jack move: thinks this in the Pilates studio in Neal’s Yard.”
- “Boone Chu kicks back cowboy-style, legs crossed, on Damien’s new brown couch.”
- “Climbing the stairs, she realizes she’s forgotten to do the Bond thing, but she finds that recent events have apparently broken the spell of Asian Sluts.”
- “Her seat on the upper deck of this British Airways 747 subsides into a bed that makes her think of a little boat, a coracle of Hexcel and teak-finish laminate.”
- “Electric twilight now, and some different flavor of hydrocarbons to great her as she exists Shinjuku Station, wheeling her black carry-on behind her.”
- “Win Pollard went missing in New York City on the morning of September 11, 2001.”
- “There had been a smell, in the weeks after, like hot oven cleaner, catching at the back of the throat.”
- “Walking up Roppongi Dori from the ANA Hotel, where she’s had the cab drop her, into the shadow of the multi-tiered expressway that looks like the oldest thing in town.”
- “She holds a chilled can of vending-machine tonic water against the bump.”
- “The night security man at her hotel looks like a younger, slightly less approachable version of Beat Takeshi, the Japanese actor whose existential gangster films have been the favorites of two former boyfriends.”
- “Her watch wakes her, chirping mercilessly: she sits up in the huge bed, uncertain where she is.”
- “Marina Chtcheglova, whom Cayce quickly gathers is Damien’s Russian line producer, is not the first of his girlfriends to have taken immediate dislike to her.”
- “Sleep takes her down fast, and very deep, whirls her through places too fragmentary to call dreams, then spits her abruptly back to the surface.”
- “Leaving Neal’s Yard and the Pilates studio, she tries to become just another lost tourist, though she knows she’ll never be one.”
- Bernard Stonestreet, uncharacteristically sour and distracted, is passing the head of the stairs as she reaches the third floor, his up thrust thatch and immaculately disheveled black suit reminding her all too clearly of her previous visit.”
- “Starbucks, she thinks, seated in one near Blue Ant, beneath exactly the same faux-Murano pendulum lamps they have in the branch nearest her apartment in New York, is a strange place in which to feel this upset.”
- “Cleaning Damien’s flat becomes more of a project than she’d anticipated, but she keeps at it, trusting that manual labor, and the effort required to stay on task, somehow furthers soul-retrieval.”
- “Climbing the stairs, she reflects on how she feels no interest now in doing the Bond thing.”
- “Hi, Voytek: when is Ngemi going to visit Baranov, I need to talk to him ?”
- “Ngemi gets out stiffly, stretching his legs, jacket creaking.”
- “On the train to Waterloo, Ngemi buys beer and a packet of chicken-flavored crisps from the refreshment cart.”
- “Monday morning, in Neal’s Yard, she keeps the Blue Ant phone on, and nearby, while she works through her program.”
- “Aeroflot flight SU244, departing Heathrow at ten-thirty in the evening, proves to be a Boeing 737, not the Tupolev she’d been hoping for.”
- “But she doesn’t phone Parkaboy: she’s too excited, too anxious.”
- “Bolshoy Kamenni Most, Big Stone Bridge, is big indeed, though probably many incarnations on from the bridge that had originally acquired the name.”
- Bolshoy Kamennii Most, Big Stone Bridge, is big indeed, though probably many incarnations on from the bridge that had originally acquired the name.”
- “She opens her eyes to a wedge of light dividing the darkened ceiling like the cross-section of a blade whose edge rests between the shadows of the ochre curtains.”
- “They turn onto a wide street, one that Cayce, from her morning’s Moscow Yellow Pages map foray, tentatively identifies as Tverskaya.”
- “She finds herself on crowded Arbat.”
- “There must be, though she’s never noticed it before, a band of steel, cunningly fashioned, that ordinarily follows the exact irregularities of the inner circumference of her skull.”
- “The helicopter passes directly overhead, but the searchlight goes swooping far off, to the side, away from her.”
- “With her bandages feet in oversized black felt house slippers, Cayce tries not to shuffle as she and Parkaboy traverse the corridor of lockers.”
Here I presented: William Gibson, “Pattern Recognition”, 2003 which was a SciFi novel.
Sigmund Freud, “On Aphasia: A Critical Study”, 1891 was the topic of an earlier blog post.
The language areas of brain: are the expression, Broca Area and the receptive Wernicke Area.
The “Arcuate Fasciculus” is a nerve fiber bundle connection from Broca to Wernicke Areas.
For those with dyslexia, it has been seen that the fusiform gyrus is underactivated and has reduced gray matter density.
The fusiform gyrus (shown BELOW) is part of the temporal lobe and occipital lobe in Brodmann Area 37.
The fusiform face area is also necessary for successful facial detection and identification.
The ability of humans to read lips is dependent upon a functional Fusiform Gyrus Area.
Lip reading is neurologically wired neuroanatomy; and, facial pattern recognition are two sides of the same coin of brain.
Dyslexia is the inability to read both: writing and facial-lips.
Dyslexia is the most common aphasiology disorder; and, the inability to read is widespread.
William Gibson, “Neuromancer”, 1984 was the topic of an earlier blog post.