Just completed my Master of Fine Arts in Creative Writing and Literature. The Viva is done. The verdict delivered. The unwind achieved. It was an American university, which means the clock now reads somewhere between exhaustion and tomorrow. I’m going back to bed before dawn decides to mock me.

Result: A-plus. Feedback: “You need to write every day for the rest of your life. You are a truly gifted writer, and we look forward to what you end up creating in the future.”

Nice words. Dangerous words. The kind that ruin any chance of quitting later.

And before anyone chirps about AI: try doing a Viva — a real, verbal defence — with ChatGPT open beside you, not writing for you. Real time. Real brain. Welcome to reality, people. Machines imitate; they don’t understand.

Next up: medical science. Because apparently I collect degrees now.

Need sleep. The kind that doesn’t come with footnotes.

I hope...

S. Tominaga AKA CSW
Oct. 13, 2025   
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