Book Description
“Hannah Silva’s My Child, the Algorithm, is one of the best books I read this year. Merging the cozy familiarity of child-rearing with the mysterious tension of AI {…}, she has created a new genre of personal narrative, and a story whose grief, hope and curiosity takes on poetic, spiritual dimensions, even when exploring the most common chambers of the human heart.” —Michelle Tea, author, Knocking Myself Up
My Child, the Algorithm tells a story of finding joy after betrayal. Like a male seahorse, Hannah Silva carried a baby made from her partner’s egg. But when she gave birth, her partner left, and Hannah found herself navigating life alone with her child.
Hannah started playing with a precursor to ChatGPT—wondering what AI could tell us about love. To her surprise, she was moved by the results. The algorithm prompted Hannah to share her explorations of dating, sex, friendship, and life as a queer parent in London. With the help and disruption of two unreliable narrators, a toddler and an algorithm, Hannah deconstructs her story, unraveling everything she has been taught to want, and finds alternative ways of thinking, loving, and parenting today.
Praise For This Book
Zibby Media, A Most Anticipated Title for Fall/Winter"This is the perfect read for non-fiction readers who love to be challenged and inspired." —Ameema Saeed, SheDoesTheCity
"A striking reflection on the intersection of queer single parenthood and AI . . . [T]he book is consistently surprising and far ranging in scope . . . [T]he writing is curious, intelligent, propulsive, and memorable. Silva’s text manages to be both immensely readable at first glance and rewarding to those who choose to read slowly, savoring and annotating . . . [T]he author’s inventiveness and emotional urgency make this book an intriguing reading experience. Silva is a playful theorist with an elastic intellect." —Kirkus Reviews
"Hannah Silva's My Child, the Algorithm, is one of the best books I read this year. Merging the cozy familiarity of child-rearing with the mysterious tension of AI (or is it the mysterious tension of child-rearing with the cozy familiarity of AI?), she has created a new genre of personal narrative, and a story whose grief, hope and curiosity takes on poetic, spiritual dimensions, even when exploring the most common chambers of the human heart." —Michelle Tea, author, Knocking Myself Up
