Or: Beneath the waters When wire tight, new yorky real estate agent Allegra wants what’s best for her daughter, June, the perfect SAT...

Or: Bleed Out What is this? A grey and jagged cavern full of cracks and crevices, each stuffed with horrid instruments and burning with...

Or: Nazis, Ninjas, and the no-holds beatings of the Heart We all have them. The little fantasies we cherish about the way our lives are...

Or: “This is our youth(s)” Pippa (Alison Mahoney) and her partner Sandy (Zoe Maltby) are typical twertysomethings: vibrant, intelligent,...

Or: “The Croc is Ticking” I will confess that for the longest time I did not like the notion of Peter Pan at all. I recall, prim and...

Or: “Hands Off That Holiness” The Chapel of the Unnamed Faithful. A lovely name; a sad name. Some might say a name divinely christened to...

Or: A Time to Pretend The story is an old one: a boy, a girl, their fathers, and a wall between their houses. Matt (Matt Dial) and Louisa...

Or: The One Who Tripped the Fall Pardon me, dear reader. It seems so counter productive to try and pin down The Graces, to label and...

Or: “There’s nothing lost that may be found, if sought” There are times, thinking about the nature of love, when I despair, I really do....

Or: Blades in Arms Amidst mist and smoke, and an barrage of lighting tricks fresh from a Sting concert, we stumble into the midst of a...

Or: “Believing is Seeing” Where do I begin? The famous proverb says that the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and...

Or: That Old School Spirit Did you ever wonder, when you were in high school, what went on behind the faculty lounge door? Did you ever...

Or: Some are born for stardom, some achieve stardom, and some have stardom thrust upon ‘em More than any other era of film (of the...

Or: A Grand and Tragic Gesture In The Portrait of Dorian Grey Oscar Wilde created a dark and turbulent reflection on art, love (in all...

Or: Slow Drip Despite its frequent appearance on stage and screen I have seen very few credible depictions the deep scaring of war. PTSD,...

Or: Go home Helena, you’re drunk One of the corner stones of classic comedy, Shakespeare’s Midsummer can at times be relegated to a tired...

A New Play by Gaby Febland Or: The Stuff of Fairytales Once upon a time in a faraway land (or rather in 1944, in the wilds of romania)...

Or: “Madness Maddened” Madness. Madness to speak of it, to even think of it. To bring Moby Dick, that leviathan of literature, to the...

Or: Body and Soul Is there any better way to spend the easter (or passover) season than hunting out those stories of impossible odds,...

Or: Such stuff as dreams are made on. I’m rather distrustful of devised works. The stone-soup process (let’s add a bit o’everything and...