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Moments | the Trilby & the Quill
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The Trilby and the Quill. Notes of a lost romantic. Slowing down time to just a moment. Ambato, Ambato, Ambato! They had haggled, bargained, negotiated the fare. The Kid, as they called the youngest one of them, was rather skilled at that and his Spanish was by far the strongest. He had managed to get the price down to $8, which was impressive for it wasn’t much more than it would have cost with an honest driver and a taxi metre. Continue reading →. This entry was posted in Moments. March 9, 2015. He was...
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Readings | the Trilby & the Quill
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The Trilby and the Quill. Notes of a lost romantic. Short stories, poems in prose or verse, excerpts from novels… written by myself, by fellow budding writers or by the great minds who’ve inspired me. Reading: “On the Road”. Excerpt from Jack Kerouac,. 1957) Recorded: 02/2015. Duration: 2’28”. Http:/ www.trilbyandquill.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/Kerouac OnTheRoad.mp3. This entry was posted in Readings. February 23, 2015. Reading: “Any Human Heart”. Excerpt from William Boyd,. February 16, 2015. Http:...
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Rest in peace | the Trilby & the Quill
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The Trilby and the Quill. Notes of a lost romantic. She would normally give them long and full lives, as she hoped hers would be. She factored in the way the graves looked: the chronological facts, naturally; also, what flowers were there? How often were they changed? Was is a single, a couple or an entire crypt? Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window). Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). Click to print (Opens in new window).
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On the squares top right. Last night in Paris. Last night in Paris. Last night in Paris. Last night in Paris.
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Changes | the Trilby & the Quill
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The Trilby and the Quill. Notes of a lost romantic. Just a quick aside: As the more astute reader may have noticed, the regularity of posts to the Trilby and the Quill has somewhat shifted over the past few weeks. The rather straightforward explanation is to be sought in the arduous work involved in the preparation of my first collection or rather:. Now available for purchase. Please do have a look and feel free to order a copy. Or request a signed copy. If you’re so inclined). April 7, 2015. Email check...
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Another Morning | the Trilby & the Quill
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The Trilby and the Quill. Notes of a lost romantic. The one certainty returns, resilient to all attempts of drowning it: she’s gone forever. Read more…. Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window). Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window). Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). Click to share on Google (Opens in new window). Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window). Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window). Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window).
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Above the Clouds | the Trilby & the Quill
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The Trilby and the Quill. Notes of a lost romantic. Naomi’s face at the airport. I’m embarking on a journey across a continent and an ocean. It is a race against time. Yet I have no power to go faster, it is entirely out of my hands. It is unbearable: I can only watch in agony as the hourglass empties itself, grain after grain, and I know that this time there won’t be anyone to flip it around. Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window). Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window).
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In the Tube | the Trilby & the Quill
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The Trilby and the Quill. Notes of a lost romantic. Then it suddenly happens. In the midst of all the hustle and bustle, of the rushing, of the mumbled insults under breaths, of the pushing and shoving, of trampled cordiality, of the people locked away in bubbles of earphones and phone screens in the middle of all this, they lock eyes. Their lips twitch, form into smiles of questioning. Hello, how do you do? They seem to say in the stead of words. Then more direct,. Click to print (Opens in new window).
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About | the Trilby & the Quill
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The Trilby and the Quill. Notes of a lost romantic. Welcome to the Trilby and the Quill. Most of all, however, it has to do with words essence of life, source of humanity. I do not write. Why the Trilby and the Quill? The Quill should be a fairly palpable symbol for words, yet with a slight feeling of nostalgia for a word written in reflection, with elegance and style. 3 thoughts on “ About. December 7, 2012 at 1:33 pm. September 1, 2014 at 3:22 pm. Missed the rail while reading. Dan's Dark Room.
