Tychy@ the Fringe: Drawn and Quartered.
Maggie Diaz Bofill’s “Drawn and Quartered” – which is currently showing at C Cubed – is from the first to …
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Tychy@ the Fringe: Casanova Dreaming.
Casanova will cheer me up. “One ticket for Casanova, please.” I duly join a long and excited queue. This Casanova …
Tychy@ the Fringe: Blackthorn.
“Blackthorn” is the debut play from Charley Miles, a young writer from North Yorkshire, and it is presently ornamenting the …
Wanderers They Knew Not Where (48).
“Come, my bride!” said those pale lips, “the hearse is ready. The sexton stands waiting for us at the door …
Locusts.
Amy had piled the locusts into a tower almost as high as a man beside the front door. To an …
An Edinburgh Valentine’s Day Tale.
Artur’s girlfriend Wicktoria did not actually have a bedroom. In the living room of her flat, there was a space …
How Things Are With Me.
Ted’s Story (The Ash Tree).
Ted had assumed the duty of officially thanking Tori on behalf of the room. “Very well done, Tori.” The others …
Wanderers They Knew Not Where (45).
Up with your nimble spirits, ye morrice-dancers, green-men, and glee-maidens, bears and wolves, and horned gentlemen! Nathaniel Hawthorne, “The May-Pole …
A Tale from the Borneo Rainforest (Between Meals).
[Previous instalments took place “By Day,” “By Night,” and “At Lunch.”] Lavish sunshine, at once irritatingly glaring and pleasantly warm, …
A Tale from the Borneo Rainforest (At Lunch).
[Part 1 was “By Day” and Part 2 was “By Night.”] The time had come for Ellen Stewart to make …
Book Review: The Tell-Tale Heart.
The eighth and latest novel from the English author Jill Dawson initially appears to share nothing other than a name …
Home Wrecker: A Ghost Story for Halloween (2/2).
INTRODUCTION and PART 1. I had wanted to sit back and be alone with the city for a while, doing …
Home Wrecker: A Ghost Story for Halloween (1/2).
INTRODUCTION. Timothy was one of Pablo’s cronies, by which I mean that they both took drugs together. At parties, you …
Another Update.
At some point back in 2009 I had persuaded a reluctant Renata to open a Facebook account. We had set …
