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Herself Alone In Orange Rain, Tracey Iceton
Picture a member of the Provisional IRA and you won’t be alone in imagining a balaclava-clad man in his twenties or thirties. Think again. ‘Official numbers are small but unconfirmed accounts report a 50-50 male-female attendance at IRA training camps,’ Iceton tells us in the author’s note of Herself Alone in Orange Rain. Women were…
Haunt Commission
To inhabit, visit, or appear to in the form of a ghost. A place much frequented. To haunt one’s thoughts or memory. Haunt was an Imove project with fiction writer Steve Toase that sprang from his experiences and grew into a book Haunt and site-specific theatre piece of the same name. The first incarnation of the show…
Medusa, Helen Mort
I said my first reviews would be of novels written by women. That was until I saw Medusa, poet Helen Mort’s first full length theatre piece, at The Carriageworks in Leeds on Halloween night. Having long been an admirer of Helen’s, I knew the writing would be accomplished but was interested to see how she would…