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Will AI content replace me? (I kind of hope so).
As an important side project, I write content for a mental-health app. I regularly create text that helps people focus on specific aspects of their lives and learn about themselves. One of the tools I've used is called Notion. It's a collaboration tool that's really...
Lord of March
Paws hit the snow much faster than boots, which crunch whilst the paws tap and scratch. The air is cold and bites; but isn’t so tight as to lose all scents of pine and clay. My feet stamp their way up the steep climb into Mortimer Forrest, looking forward to stopping...
20 years ago in Glasgow
More than 20 years ago, Glasgow had more than its fair share of comfortable coffee shops. Several were lodged in bookshops, and one in particular pulls it’s way across time, sliding it’s memory-laden charge along neurones and drops me into an overstuffed chair in a...
We value your memories.
Facebook shows me. Photos of old friends I’ve not seen in a decade, or more. It tells me people who don’t know me from Adam think I should go fund them. It applies a bolt of you know, those hormones that make you start, sweat, and feel like you’re not really here?...
I was 15 when they started school-shooter drills.
A few days ago, I wrote this piece on Facebook in response to a Business Insider article about the riots at Capitol Hill on 6th January, 2021. In it, they said that Nancy Pelosi (the Speaker of the House) said that "rioters thumped on the door of the barricaded...
Just type: layers like duvets filled with lead
Just_type. No editing. Full-on whatever the hell comes out of the fingers goes on the screen. (I've not done this in a while). Sorry. Sorry for all of it. I'm trying to understand why I cannot easily focus right now. Trying to think about my mental health and deep...
Good people are tired
Last week, I posted a Facebook announcement to a group of woodworkers that I administer. The post reiterated our inclusive stance and made it explicit that we do not allow racist content, and won’t take down anti-racist work. For example, we refused to remove a spoon...
Pandemic Notes: layers, sleep, and it’s not yours to change.
A week of sleepless nights. I thought for sure I'd be asleep straight away. But, closing ones eyes often opens up the mind and heart. Sometimes, they can be distracted by fun and games – light-hearted telly, breathing exercises. But, draw back, look at what's going...
Pandemic Notes: comic relief
When someone asked: “Wait. Why do we all wave at the end of Zoom meetings, now?” My reply: Cause you can’t find the unmute button, because that window is on the other monitor, and it’s behind the Facebook window, and your mouse is busy clicking on the latest...