Gail simone

Novels, for me, have come from somewhere I wasn’t looking. In my twenties I was carrying an idea about a woman wandering around Ireland on a quest she didn’t understand and I sat in the Reading Room o

Hot Wax always started the same way: Suzanne in the driver’s seat of a butter-yellow ’68 Ford Ranchero fondly known as Blondie. The car is a character in the book as much as anyone else – Suzanne’s on

FROM SUPERNATURAL TO STRANGE TALES AND JUDGE DEATH, THIS YEAR’S SPOOKY SEASON COMICS ARE SCARIER THAN EVER

The precocious poetry of Charlotte Brontë

The American author on how Friends inspired The One With A Dragon

Queer as folk tales