Lauren Winson

Honestly, Christmas confuses me. I never quite understood how goodwill and festivity expresses itself in a garb of gluttonous feasting, expensive gifts nobody actually wanted, and sheets and sheets of fancy wrapping paper like the filled wallets of fat cat advertisers. But hey, you guys decided on this tradition...

Snowflakes clung to the windowpane like icing frosted upon a gingerbread house. With a start, Eleanor’s unfocused gaze took in the room around her: bench after bench of hard-working elves hand crafting this year’s presents. No time for slowing down. In her hands was another of the ragdolls, her...

Nottingham’s thriving poetry scene is a melting pot for local poets, drawing in performers from neighbouring cities and beyond, including the magical Charlotte Lunn. After her performance at Hockley Hustle, I caught up with Charlotte to chat all things poetry and spoken word. Q: You’ve performed at a range of...

In this months poetry showcase, we thought we’d get into the Christmas spirit! So without further ado- on with the festivities!  A time to share Hear the music, the radio blares Those classics of Whams last Christmas, they share the magic of Wizards, compare all my amaze and Makes...

The Gothic genre is making a big comeback of late with numerous film and TV series taking inspiration from and adapting literature to meet its fanbase. But where did it all begin? Here at Impact we argue why these books are timeless. After all, there’s a reason they’re called ‘classics’…...

I had the exciting opportunity to chat with director Ellen Dennis about Anna Jordan’s Yen. Yen is Nottingham New Theatre’s latest in house production, and debuted on Wednesday 14th November. What attracted you to directing Yen? “After seeing a version of the play at the Edinburgh Festival Fringe this summer,...

Day 1 Overnight, pumpkins festoon supermarket windows. It has begun. Day 2 Boys with conkers, brown and polished as their school shoes, battering rams swung on shoelaces to fight. Day 3 Translucent colours hover in the sky, droplets plop, rainbow above the canal. Day 4 Late. Again. This stop...