Queerstories
What an honour to be part of Queerstories at this year’s Festival. To be in a room filled with such bravery, humour, heart and...
In search of mothers
As the rain drizzled down outside The Old Clare Hotel, and Louis Armstrong and his band eased their music out of the lobby’s sound system...
Can we handle the truth?
As someone who has been attending this Festival as a reader for decades, I still hold memories of the bright yellow umbrellas down at Walsh Bay...
What's the scoop?
My name is George Kemp and I am a writer for page, stage and screen (as well as a ‘reformed actor’ of 20 years)...