Half a capital and half a country town, the whole city leads a double existence; it has long trances of the one and flashes of the other; like the king of the Black Isles, it...

Join us. Play the game. It will bring you an untold number of rewards and you will finally have some direction and purpose in your lives. Take control of yourselves and those around you. Bend...

The slick concrete reflected the facades of the work weary – grey, cracked and old,but more importantly, trodden upon.

Nothing is ‘wrong’ with me, Dan. What’s wrong with you? she said in the same eerily quiet voice, dark eyes fixated on Dan, as she breathed heavily.

Edinburgh is alive with words.

This was a townscape raised in the teeth of cold winds from the east; a city of winding cobbled streets and haughty pillars; a city of dark nights and candlelight, and intellect.

Edinburgh is a comfortable puddle for a novelist.

From this height the sleeping city seems like a child’s construction, a model which has refused to be constrained by imagination. The volcanic plug might be black Plasticine, the castle balanced solidly atop it a...

Edinburgh is a great big black bastard of a city where there are ghosts of all kinds.

The attendance of that brother was now become like the attendance of a demon on some devoted being that had sold himself to destruction

The writing talent of Edinburgh is textured – we have poets, novelists, non-fiction writers, dramatists and more.

An exaltation of spirit lifted me, as it were, far above the earth and the sinful creatures crawling on its surface; and I deemed myself as an eagle among the children of men, soaring on...

Brentwood stands on that fine and wealthy slope of country, one of the richest in Scotland, which lies between the Pentland Hills and the Firth. In clear weather you could see the blue gleam-like a...

The drinking dens are spilling outThere’s staggering in the squareThere’s lads and lasses falling aboutAnd a crackling in the airDown around the dungeon doorsThe shelters and the queuesEverybody’s looking forSomebody’s arms to fall intoAnd it’s...