Today’s Flashback Friday is Pied, a piece of theatre that I wrote back in 2010. Pied has three acts. Each act portrays a different viewpoint of a pandemic, referencing theories… Read More »Flashback Friday #6 – Pied
View post to subscribe to site newsletter.
Today’s Flashback Friday goes all the way back to 2004. Here is an excerpt of a play that I wrote while in university. Set in the Welsh Valleys amidst unemployment,… Read More »Flashback Friday #3 – Ddu a Gwyn
This is an excerpt from a theatre piece that I wrote a few years ago. I am hoping to get this into production with a new theatre company later in the year. You can read more from the same piece here. ACT 1 The stage is dark. A casket or box towards the rear of… Read More »Pied
I’ve just changed the theme of my page for the third or forth time in a month. A productive waste of time! Each time I have changed the theme, I… Read More »A Long Overdue (Long) Update
Here is an excerpt from my current work in progress, feel free to take the time to give me any feedback you may have on this. Thanks. Three Miles to the Horizon… Read More »Three Miles to the Horizon
*I do not own the copyright for any of these images. Images taken from Google Image Search.
Spiral Jetty is a piece of art by Robert Smithson. I bring it up here because I am currently half way through the first draft of ‘Three Miles to the… Read More »Spiral Jetty
Again, I am looking at how the themes of the Donald Crowhurst story have been used previously. Here is a song from the band iLiKETRAiNS called The Deception, and its… Read More »iLiKETRAiNS- The Deception
I am aware of two plays which are loosely based on Donald Crowhurst, several songs and a poem. One play, Jet Lag, combines the story of Crowhurst with the story of a… Read More »The Other Crowhurst’s….
Taken in 1999, this is Donald Crowhurst’s Trimaran ‘Teignmouth Electron’ from Tacita Dean’s work -Disappearance at Sea At 7:50am on 10th July 1969, Teignmouth Electron was found floating, empty, in… Read More »Teignmouth Electron.
‘Listen to the silence, let it ring on. Eyes, dark grey lenses frightened of the sun. We would have a fine time living in the night, Left to blind destruction,… Read More »Donald Crowhurst: Listen To The Silence, Let It Ring On