Like a lot of people, I’ve been dabbling with OpenAI’s ChatGPT with varying seriousness for about 12 months.
“Make me a 12-week marathon training plan”, “Create me a six-week marathon training plan”, “Make a photo of me as the next Pope”, “Is it possible to run a marathon without any training?”
When the platform went kaput this month, I was midway through writing an application for a voluntary role with an academic magazine. I’ve scoffed at accounts of students using artificial intelligence to get through college, deriding them for only cheating themselves. In my own much superior and honest scholarly pursuits, I only ever used it to source articles . . . or plan . . . and sometimes reference . . . or clean up those long sentences that don’t really go anywhere, nor make the point you want to make, but roll on and on for far too long, eating up word count.