Patrick Gale is the author seventeen novels, including the bestselling Notes from an Exhibition. His new novel, A Place Called Winter, is a sweeping historical epic set in the Canadian prairies that has been described as 'EM Forster meets Brokeback Mountain'.
But what has been remarkable about the BAC fire is not the extent of the damage, or the disruption to performances, or the loss of a space for South London communities. What is remarkable is the opposite: the spontaneous outpouring of love, compassion and support for BAC, the heartfelt warmth and goodwill that confirms the special place of this special organisation.
I read two or three books per week and have created a system of notation and filing that I want to share. It enables me to use what I've read, search what I've read and come back to it many years on.
On the surface of things, it appears too easy to experience all the experiences, to feel all the feels, to dance all the dances, drink all the drinks, to gig all the gigs - to generally consume until your heart's content. But what happens when you think your heart is fully content?
I am a self-published writer and 2015 is promising to be a good year for us indie writers. The caricature of the self-published writer has tended to be one of a retired male, often embittered and full of life's disappointments, putting the world to right. However, new research has recently exploded that myth.
If you are a leader, believe me when I say that by embarking on the elevating leadership journey, you will not only quickly see changes in your teams; higher levels of engagement, more inspired cultures and better business results. You will all also be having more fun and live happier lives.
Richard Diebenkorn is celebrated as a post-war Master in his native United States - Obama even selected one of his works for the private residence of the White House. In Europe though, he's not that well-known. In fact, the only major solo exhibition of his work was at the Whitechapel Gallery back in 1991.
In London the BAME community account for over 42% of the population, so why aren't the actors taking centre stage reflective of that? If the white able-bodied voice is what fronts the majority of the theatre we experience, we are destined to only ever see life from that perspective and no other.
Interestingly there's more of a Christian cultural overlay in America, yet the Christian faith in the UK still has more of an influence - so you'll get the Archbishop of Canterbury quoted on the evening news talking about economic issues, something you'd never get church leaders doing in America.
Entitled #BedfordVoices, for the next month, billboards dotted around various locations in the town centre will proclaim the ideals of various charities and community groups in the form of hard-hitting political cartoons. The idea is to provoke thought and discussion about the issues raised by organisations that seldom get heard.
It's now been proved it's absolutely possible, and even likely, that Anna Magdalena Bach had a creative hand in work attributed to her husband. We have a musical 'canon' which more or less excludes women, and this new research raises a burning question: whether some music by women (which must exist) could be hidden under male relatives' names.
If theatre is going to thrive then it must take risks. And the Almeida Theatre takes a risk with Game, a thrilling - and chilling - examination of the tipping point of our humanity that doesn't just excite and disturb, but also transforms the experience of theatre itself.
People search their family trees looking for a tenuous connection to a long forgotten Irish heritage. A great grandfather's, friend's dog - born in Ireland and providing the licence to enjoy a guilt free Guinness.
If the worlds we choose to conjure there don't have women in them (and in particular those who don't happen to be white, size 8, under 35, or able-bodied) isn't it a disappointingly skewed and now long out of date depiction of humanity we are reflecting?
I've been making notes of the times pleasant things have happened on the way to work, like the time I spoke to a stranger on the tube or witnessed a man offer to help a woman lift her buggy up the station stairs.
Some encouraging results from the survey indeed show that children from lower socio-economic backgrounds spend more time reading on devices than their wealthier peers. More encouraging results: print books are actually more popular with three to five-year-olds than reading on devices!