After almost two decades of publishing Wandering Educators, I can usually tell by the second paragraph whether a submission was written by a person or created by a machine.
It is rarely one big thing that stands out to me. It’s a series of smaller things, stacked up and causing unease in my brain: the rhythm, tidy paragraphs, sentences that all land at the same length, like fence posts. There is a complete absence of anything you could point at.
