Sitting – I Won’t Stand for It

Five years ago this month, I finally started working from home on account of the pandemic. This was a major change after 14 years being in an office, although the transition was delayed from March because my employer at the time had only had desktop PCs and needed to buy us laptops.

Before this, I’d already been interested in a standing desk. Regular use can help improve your overall health. To this end, I’d experimented with differnt layouts for my own computer, settling on a tabletop stand that could hold a laptop and nothing more.

With the prospect of working from home, however, it was necessary to find room for an external monitor because we used several software applications and it was easier to keep them all on screen at the same time. I quickly found a gas-lift standing desk adaptor and the employer made a contribution towards buying it.

In this time, I’ve changed jobs twice and moved house once, and I still work from home for the majority of the time. I realised recently that while the setup worked perfectly well, the equipment took up more than twice the space of what I actually required, so it was time to scale down.

My new desk is just 600mm square, split horizontally, as seen below.

The desk set up in a standing position, with a monitor, laptop and keyboard on the tabletop parts. Towards the bottom is a bank of electric sockets; to the right of the picture, wooden shelves can be seen.

The far half of the tabletop can hold the monitor arm and laptop, while the keyboard can be at a different height and/or angle on the near half. It even has a built-in extension cable and LED lights, eliminating the need to use my own cable.

I’ve had to compromise slightly, with the wooden shelves providing a handy place for a few of the electrical adaptors. However, all the essential parts are present and the new setup fits much more snugly into the room.

Here’s to this lasting at least the next five years, if not much longer.

Hotchpotch Moves to Groucho’s

Regular readers will know that I used to run a monthly open-mic event called Hotchpotch, which I handed over to my pal Eilidh in October 2024.

At the time, the event had been running at a café in Dundee until an upcoming permanent closure was suddenly announced in July 2025. The August event was able to go ahead, but she had to find somewhere to hold it in September.

Fortunately, it didn’t take long to find a suitable replacement: a live music venue called Groucho’s that was once a second-hard record shop. For context, Hotchpotch has probably moved ten times in 15 years for one reason or another.

Unlike a typical music gig, however, Hotchpotch has a particular set of requirements for accessibility. There are people constantly entering and leaving the stage area, plus the environment needs to be quiet enough for the audience to hear clearly. Often, you just need to try out the place to find out what fits and what needs improvement.

Aside from a fixable incompatibility with our microphone and the house PA system, the maiden event yesternight went marvellously and attracted some positive feedback. I took the opportunity to read a piece that was specifically written for the occasion.

Being back on the pub circuit feels like a homecoming in a way because that’s where the format evolved. A couple of members even returned after a few years away. The event also made me realise I’ve missed one aspect in particular.

Two venues ago, we were in the basement of a pub called the Hunter S Thompson. At the end of each event, I would pack up and go home soon afterwards because I was always working the following morning. It took me some time to realise members weren’t simply chatting and dispersing; they were instead heading upstairs and drinking together for an hour or two.

From then on, I encouraged folks to do that, as the more cash we could put through the tills, the more likely we were to secure our bookings for the future. I even joined them on occasion, but not every month.

When we moved to a café in 2023, we were given a 9pm curfew to allow the staff to finish at a reasonable time. But with Groucho’s open until at least 1am, I look forward to seeing the return of this particular element.

The In-Between Times

As we enter September, it strikes me that we’re a somewhat in-between period.

The summer months have just ended, and publishers know that mid-year is a quiet period for book sales. This seems almost paradoxical, as a lot of people like to take a book for the beach. The one big event we’ve seen – I use the term big loosely – is book one of The Thursday Murder Club being released as a motion picture.

On the other hand, we’re also a little too early for Christmas. That’s the perfect moment to release autobiographies and memoirs so people can buy them for stocking-fillers. Two of the most anticipated titles are from Dolly Parton and Margaret Atwood.

And on a local level, the Edinburgh Fringe packed up more than a week ago, while the fledgling Dundee Fringe doesn’t start for another ten days.

Yet there’s plenty to keep me busy at the moment. I can’t recall a time I’ve had so many short story ideas; not just idle concepts, but fully-formed outlines that can reasonably be written at some point. At last count, these comprised three standalones and a series that will likely have six parts.

The only real barrier is finding the time to actually pen them, and I suppose this in-between time is the ideal opportunity.

Dashing Through Dashes

A few weeks ago, a pal sent me a satirical article about the use of the em-dash. It was written in a response to a more serious article from Inside Higher Ed. In short, this punctuation mark has come to prominence of late because Large Language Models often use them when asked to write creative passages.

Before we dive into that, however, what is an em-dash?

At its simplest, it’s a wide horizontal line that was historically the same width as the letter ‘M’ on a typewriter. In the age of the desktop computer, the size doesn’t necessarily scale directly. It always runs up against the neighbouring words:

It seemed the problem—at least, we considered it a problem—was that everyone was using the em-dash again.

It lends a disjointed pace to the writing, either introducing related thoughts or changing the subject.

This should not be confused with its sister mark, the en-dash. As its name implies, this was once the width of the letter ‘N’. This is a more flexible mark:

The Duckworth–Lewis Method – and its later variant with Stern – has been adopted by the International Cricket Council.

Here, the first dash is used to join the words Duckworth and Lewis without spaces either side. The others two do have spaces and are used like brackets to add extra information. This punctuation mark is not typically used to imply the same pace or a disjointedness as its sister.

Merriam-Webster has a more detailed guide to such punctuation, although I notice the name of the dictionary itself uses a hyphen, not an en-dash.

While reading up on why Large Language Models favour the em-dash, I found no clear answer. My theory is that many of them have been trained on older works, when this mark was more prevalent, and the software is picking up on this. The satirical article from earlier specifically names Mary Shelley and Emily Dickinson as heavy users.

I’m such a heavy user of the en-dash that I have a Windows keyboard shortcut especially for it. As I write, however, I think back to the one and only time I’ve used the em-dash extensively in a written work: my university dissertation.

Throughout the course, I was determined not to have my work pigeonholed into one category or another. This worked well until I needed to put together a cohesive dissertation based on what I’d written. The solution was to borrow a somewhat scatterbrained character from one of my stories as a connecting thread. I would make her use the em-dash to talk through the pieces she had supposedly written in character.

I graduated with an MLitt Writing Practice & Study in 2016, long after automated plagairism software was introduced, but a few years before Large Language Models were available. Had I handed in that essay today, I’m convinced I would have been questioned about it even if the plagiarism test had come back clear. But this old-school punctuation mark really was the best choice for the story at that time.

A Look at the EasyJet In-Flight Magazine

On Wednesday of last week, I discovered that EasyJet still prints an in-flight magazine. In an age where most airlines and other transport operators have opted to go digital, let’s have a closer look at the August 2025 issue.

The magazine can be opened from either cover, with the two sets of pages rotated 180 degrees from each other. The larger set opens to a predominately editoral section of 100 pages. The other opens to a shorter section detailing the food and luxury items that can be bought on board. I could find a digital version of the shopping section, but not the editorial part.

Both sections are interspersed with aspirational third-party advertising. However, there appears to be no overarching theme. The products featured include Bennett Winch bags, Qwetch flavoured water and branded cups, the musical version of The Devil Wears Prada at the Dominion Theatre in London, and personalised car number plates by Registration Transfers.

IMM International handles the advertising for the magazine, describing their audience as ‘Smart, elegant and refined, with a cheerful outlook’, but breaking down the demographic no further. My subjective conclusion is that the target market is those who would rather save money on the actual travel and instead spend it at the destination and/or on a quality durable product they can bring with them.

One notable absence is advertising for third-party travel agents and transport providers. The airline quite reasonably wants you to book only with them, so any talk of curated travel experiences is kept largely to the editorial part.

In addition to the suggested itineraries in Morocco, Venice and Croatia, there are two main interviews. The first is with fitness instructor Joe Wicks, and there’s a sharp focus on his many trips to France and Italy. The other interview is with DJ Carl Cox, discussing his upcoming Ibiza residency. It’s no coincidence that EasyJet can fly you to all these places.

Buried deep inside, I also spotted pages written in other languages, namely Portuguese, Italian, German and French. This feature is not explained by the contents page nor the articles themselves. However, as a primarily English-language publication, I presume this is an opportunity for Brits to practice their holiday phrases.

But what of the paper format?

Thinking this over, it seems to make sense because you can’t use a mobile phone in the air, except in flight mode. As such, passengers would need to remember to download the information before takeoff. This is less of a problem on a train or a boat.

Instead, the magazine is right there in the pocket beside the safety card. They’re re relying on people picking it up, flicking through it and maybe spending some money on an aspirational item.

Six Vital Writing Items

Since becoming a writer, I’ve found I’ve come to rely on a several useful items and resources. Let’s look at six of the more important ones, divided equally into two lists.

Related to technology

  1. Privacy screen
    If you regularly use a laptop in a public place, such as cafés or trains, grab a privacy screen yesterday. These narrow the field of view so anyone looking from the next seat is unlikely to see your screen. I used to own one that was stuck to the screen with near-invisible tabs, although dirt found its way behind that, so I think I’ll buy a removable one next.
  2. Text shortcuts
    When I’m writing, there are certain words, phrases and symbols that I often use, so I’ve set the AutoCorrect in Microsoft Word to generate these; for example, the letters ‘wr’ type out ‘whether’ into the document. In tandem, I have an AutoHotkey script, allowing me to generate a en-dash with a simple key combination, among other useful symbols. Finally, if you press Win+V on a Windows machine, you can access the multiple copy-and-paste feature to save time when transferring a lot of different items.
  3. Mobile hotspot or tethering
    After a decade of running a writing group, the one constant is a hit-or-miss Wi-Fi connection, sometimes from week-to-week in the same venue. I recommend finding a mobile phone plan that allows you to use your own Internet connection where the house Wi-Fi fails, perhaps even a cheap one seperate from your normal phone. Indeed, some tablet devices support a SIM card, which does the same job.

Unrelated to technology

  1. Diary with note pages
    For many years, I’ve kept an A5-sized paper diary with a week spread over a page or two pages. When you’re on the phone to organisers, it’s much easier to check your availability. I also make sure there’s plenty of note space, as many of my pieces begin life as pencil on paper. Speaking of which…
  2. Sharpener with shavings container
    These days, I never buy a pencil sharpener without a little bin attached to it. It keeps all the shavings contained so I don’t need to move away from my desk to deal with a blunt pencil.
  3. Subscription to Writing Magazine or similar
    I feel obliged to point out that other magazines are available; this is simply my go-to publication. I haven’t grouped this under technology as printed magazines still appear to be thriving, even if the content is also available digitally, including Writing Magazine. I like their sheer breadth of featured publishers and competitions, although only a handful will be suitable for my work.

The Story of a Faulty Laptop

About 2½ weeks ago, my laptop developed a fault. It had been tucked inside a protective sleeve, which was itself inside a rucksack, when I was caught in an exceptional downpour on the way to a pal’s place.

Although the machine wasn’t especially damp, I suspect the rain was the culprit. It initially switched on and worked as normal, then a blue-screen error was displayed. Fortunately, after being left to dry out for an hour, it gradually returned to normal.

And it kept working as normal until Tuesday night of last week, when the problems suddenly reappeared. This time, there was no blue-screen warning and no resolution even after drying it out for hours. It simply would not load Windows from the local hard disc.

Knowing I would need a PC for the weekend’s activities, I immediately looked for a replacement, settling on a second-hand Acer from CEX.

That said, I wasn’t worried about my actual files going missing. They were synchronised with OneDrive, and I have an external hard drive where I diligently back them up at the start of each month.

Well, all except one file.

On my desktop, I had a shortcut to Microsoft Word document where I’m writing a current story. I’d most recently updated it between the first and second failures of the former laptop. I thought this pointed to a location in OneDrive. To my surprise, it was on the local disc, the same one that became unreadable, and it didn’t appear to be backed up anywhere on the external drive.

I thought about the problem for a few days. While I don’t have a great deal of knowledge about the inner workings of a computer, I do know many systems are modular, so individual components can be swapped if you’re prepared to dive inside the cover.

I also discovered it was possible to buy an inexpensive piece of kit to turn a bare hard disc drive into a makeshift USB thumb drive. This allowed me to verify the disc itself was still working – and that document was intact. While the case was open, I also took the opportunity to swipe one of the RAM units from the old computer and double the memory of the new one.

At the time of writing, the new computer is almost entirely set up. By coincidence, this week’s entry was supposed to cover five or so items I rely upon as a writer. In light of current events, that’ll be pushed to next week or a future entry.

Meanwhile, here’s a timely reminder to back up your work.

Reaching Fever Peach

On Saturday just gone, I was given the opportunity to perform a 15-minutes of poetry at the Keiller Centre in Dundee. This was organised by local comedy band Fever Peach as part of their Monthly Indulgence event and here’s how they announced the event.

That said, I only learned of the opportunity on Wednesday and I didn’t have a themed set ready to go. After looking through my collection, the structure came together quickly, with the verse generally moving from more serious to more frivolous.

The actual reading time clocked in around 12 minutes. This was helpful as I knew there would need to be time left for applause and possibly banter with the hosts and the audience; I even gave out Biscoff biscuits as part of the performance.

And there was one other factor at play. When I go to events, I often like to write verse in situ. On one occasion, I wrote clerihews for all the performers who had gone before me. On another, I offered a poetic critique of all the art on the wall of the café. This time, I scribbled a short poem during the soundcheck, based on the, ‘One-two, one-two,’ that sound engineers often use to test microphones.

While the Fever Peach duo kept the show together, the other act on the bill was a travelling Mexican musician called Ed Stone. Despite breaking two different strings on two guitars, he acted as a melodic counterpoint to my poetry.

These shows always end with a complicated improv game, during which my mind went blank more than once, and Ed struggled a little because he was playing in a second language. Still, it was all a bit of fun.

The only downside was the size of the audience, with just five tickets sold. While it is true that the venue is quite hidden away, they always go down a storm and they deserve more eyeballs.

I would happily perform for Fever Peach again, and I look forward to similar opportunities in the future.

Closing Times

On Saturday, I was sitting in Blend on Dock Street and thinking about what to write for this entry. During my visit, I found out the café itself was about to cease trading at some point next month.

The following day, Blend released a more detailed statement on Instagram, confirming the end date as Sunday 10 August. From the pespective of its customers, it’s not just the closure of a handy city centre café, it’s the loss of an ideal place to run events. Off the top of my head, I can think of at least three pals who use the place for shows or gatherings, including the Hotchpotch open-mic I used to organise.

However, there are two factors in its favour:

Firstly, this is not the first time Blend has closed. In 2023, after a few years on another street, it was offered its current location and was quickly able to re-open. I’m not privy to the details of that arrangement, but who knows what the next 19 days might hold.

Secondly, there’s a second branch in the middle of Baxter Park, a largely residential area, that will remain open. This is handy if you were visiting the park anyway, but it requires a bus trip or an uphill walk from Dock Street.

From a personal perspective, I’ve already booked to be in Lancaster on the day of closure. As such, I won’t be there to see the shutter pulled down for the last time, but I will keep an ear out for this emerging story.


Separately from this, the publisher 404 Ink announced its upcoming closure earlier this month.

This is different from Blend because it won’t be an abrupt end. Rather, it’s a gradual process until summer 2026. Any upcoming launches will still be going ahead, and there will be discussions with authors about retention of rights.

As such, there isn’t much else to report on this situation at the moment, but it sounds like it’s all in hand and I’m sure we’ll hear more over the next 12 months.

Discovering Andrea Gibson

It was announced via Instagram yesterday evening that the poet Andrea Gibson had died.

A few years ago, I had the privilege of seeing Gibson live on stage. You can read the write-up from the first time in 2018, at the Mash House in Edinburgh. Unaccountably, I haven’t covered the second time; for my own future reference, this was on 20 May 2019 at the Queen Margaret Union in Glasgow.

Yet I’m struggling to add anything further than what I wrote in that first entry.

What I really want to do is encourage you to pick up one of their albums, from Bullets and Windchimes (2003) to Hey Galaxy (2018) and just listen to a few tracks. The imagery and the metaphors are delivered at a machine-gun pace, so don’t be surprised if you need to pause for breath. You can also seek out one of their collections, but – cards on the table – I think there’s more to be gained from listening rather than reading.

Andrea Gibson was someone who would never dream of demanding plaudits, but conversely, won so many fans by simply speaking about the world as they saw it. Had they lived past 49, I have the feeling we would have heard so much more over the coming decades.