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Being Frank with Ashley-Lee

SCENE ONE It is a sunny day in Victoria Park, East Belfast. FRANK sits on a bench with ASHLEY-LEE sitting beside him. He is a fidgety man in his mid … Continue reading

March 28, 2017 · Leave a comment

Small Proofs the Earth is Flat

It is impossible to consider the internal processes of Chris Copeland without a knowledge of the events that came to define his early life. When he was just six years … Continue reading

March 28, 2017 · Leave a comment


“Can anything harm us, mother, after the night-lights are lit?” – J.M. Barrie CHARACTERS AISLING – A insomniac struggling with the long lonely nights. ANGIE – A poet with fierce … Continue reading

March 28, 2017 · Leave a comment

Scorched Thumbs

In a busy kitchen, in a fine fish restaurant, on the tip of the Causeway coast, a young chef in training was perfecting a creamy lemon and tarragon sauce. Fionn … Continue reading

June 23, 2016 · Leave a comment

Open Justice

    The gallery of a courtroom in Belfast. Conversation will be ‘hushed’. On the front row sits CAOILEANN dressed in black and wearing a veil. Two rows behind sits … Continue reading

May 6, 2016 · Leave a comment

Blood Soaked Bread

I had some errands to run that day. The bakery felt abrasive and hostile, despite the warm smell of bread wafting in my nostrils. A sense of dread, was building … Continue reading

October 19, 2015 · Leave a comment

Love Does not Lie in Words

SCENE ONE – ANGER The stage is sparse. On centre stage there is a double bed; on stage left is a dresser with a chair and behind the bed is … Continue reading

October 11, 2015 · Leave a comment