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I didn’t grow up a reader. All we had in the house were some low-brow thriller novels, random Soviet editions of classics, and that one tattered edition of an old medical journal that belonged to my grandfather, which I wholeheartedly consider to be ‘my first book’.

For the longest time, I thought that I simply didn’t like fiction, and would use my measly stipend that I got while studying at the university, to pay for bus fare and visit the annual Book Fair, where I would get only educational literature and maybe a random cookbook. Then, when I got to my twentieth, I still felt severely uneducated and decided on the spot to become an avid reader.

The other day, I was imagining a whacky scenario in which my submission was rejected. Then I was accused of using AI in my writing, and I was trying to defend myself.

I like to go on such trips inside my head…

Do what you want with this information. I just think that this is an interesting topic for discussion.

Yesterday, I talked to my sister about how it was such a great idea for her to launch a proper website for her book blog. Prior to that, like many Ukrainian book bloggers, she had a community on the messenger app Telegram, but we’ve always been talking about her moving to somewhere more serious.

Yesterday, I was working on my Ukrainian classics in translation project and decided to ask ChatGPT to review a few paragraphs and tell me if it’s any good.

I rarely ask the AI bot to actually write anything for me because I always end up rewriting it to my liking, and it just takes up too much time. The only reason I even started using it was because I was specifically instructed to do so at my old corporate job. Then it kinda stuck with me, but mainly using it as a silly assistant who needs to be corrected all the time.

So anyway, the chat gave me a detailed analysis of what I did right and wrong and then… decided to just go ahead and translate it for me.