It’s been a strange day for sound recorder Jim Baitte, woken by screaming, his girlfriend believing there is a rat in their flat, Jim realising when he receives

Her suite occupying the entire top floor of the neon lit grey skyscraper towering above the thick fog which envelops the lower levels of the city beneath, Elle

The frontiers of knowledge push back the boundaries of ignorance, but there is only so much a man can learn in a lifetime, and some things are simply

It’s a welcome return to the Fringe for S J Wyatt, still bipolar, still bisexual, still dyslexic, still dyspraxic and still dressed in TARDIS blue, sequins and a

What once was achieved through makeup, concealer, blusher and highlighting is now given the permanence of flesh, fillers and scraping of bone, staples, stitches and scars, subcutaneous fat

It’s been a year since Harold died and Eleanor is only now beginning to be ready to go through the boxes of his belongings, deciding what to keep

Oh, Lily, oh Lily you don’t feel safe, you feel like life has blown a great big hole in you; having broken up with her boyfriend, a reinvention

She awakens, her rattling carriage less than regal, confused and gasping in pain, the wound on her arm bandaged but no clue as to how she came to

He was an unassuming legend with his own niche daytime television show where he taught not only how to create art but how easy it is to create

He is a man who has delved into the past and now cannot escape it, a scholar who has studied the works of Edgar Allan Poe, dissecting his