Oedipus Rex Walks Into A Bar Reading time: about 10 minutes I found him at the bar. ‘May I join you, Your Highness?’ ‘Glad to have the company.’ He motioned vaguely to the stool beside him. ‘I’m not the king anymore, so you can skip the formalities. Call me Ed.’ ‘I’m Homer.’ He extended his […]
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Sign up for next season’s newsletter content updates & competition news – direct to your inbox Autumn 2024 Reading time: about 5 minutes The carrier pigeons we sent out to deliver our June, July and August newsletters appear to have got lost somewhere. (We think they were just winging it, anyway.) So we’ve had a
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Bookmarks It might be a receipt, a bus ticket, or if you need that ticket to return on, the foil paper ripped from a half-packet of gum, an old hairclip, something humdrum, a pen, or even, in desperation, a tissue, slightly used (do not judge them) or whatever else can be foraged from the handbag’s
Before the show Reading time: about 2-3 minutes You will walk slowly into the rehearsal room of the theatre, you will turn on the lights hanging from the ceiling, you will contemplate yourself full-length in the large wall mirror, you will see a beautiful woman in her thirties, with features as firm as her character,
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The Tale of The Trossachs or what happened when Ben Lomond took the Low Road Reading time: about 10 minutes You may not be familiar with Trossachs. If so, lucky you. The only place where Trossachs can survive is their National Park, the one that looms over Loch Lomond where the Lowlands of Scotland meet
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The Standards Line Beneath ice-tipped oaks, half-angry, amused, wandering beside a party of the beautiful — women in evening sheath and wrap coats, Chloe satchels, furs; men at their MacAllan and Maduros. I come upon her, reading Ferrante on a daybed, Manhattan in a chilled tumbler on the floor. Barefoot, lost in lyrics of Bewitched,
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Inspirations #2 ‘Inspirations’ is our sometime feature where our writers delve into the genesis of their work and/or their creative process. Follow the links to fall in love with them all over again, or visit our ever-growing Archive to discover new favourites. Be sure to check out Inspirations #1, too. Contents: 1. Lara Hurley 2.
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Life After I sit alone, where the jetty soaks its bony ankles in the tide. Bladderwrack drifts, and the waves keep gentle company with the shore. Dusk muffles the lonely curlew’s cry. The reed beds stir: a silent eel wrinkles the water’s surface. A sea breeze ruffles my heart, and I breathe out the remnants
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Parakeets Fly East Reading time: about 2-3 minutes The summer had been wet even by London’s standards: six weeks of damp. Birds flew close to the ground all summer, pinching the food crawling high in the soil. But that day the weather was good. Jackson opened the fridge. ‘You want one? A cider, or something.’
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EGG+FROG 2.0 Reading time: about 2.0 minutes We heard you all out there. We heard you all having fun in the rain, downing your cocktails and ruffling the pages of a paperback under a parasol. We heard you from the basement. Yes, we of little brain have been spending our summer tinkering with a website
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