Monthly Archives: September 2018

A call for ideas + a Stamford Bridge link

Posted on September 25, 2018 by Nolie Alcarturiel

Well, it turns out I have to film an interview which in some way gives the audience an idea of what I and my writing are like. Olivia suddenly has no idea who I am or what I write. I … Continue reading →

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Caution: may explode on impact

Posted on September 18, 2018 by Nolie Alcarturiel

I am not at school today, on account of a cold, and I skipped class yesterday too. Olivia was reminiscing about camp last night, and said she wished it would have gone on forever, but I said a week was … Continue reading →

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So we meet again

Posted on September 13, 2018 by Nolie Alcarturiel

Yes. I have been erratic on the blog. Um. . . things have been happening and it’s hard enough to keep up with schoolwork and muster the energy to do manual labour for seven solid hours (when you’re me, anyway) … Continue reading →

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“The eye turned backward to the Cross”

Posted on September 7, 2018 by Nolie Alcarturiel

In sure and certain hope of the resurrection to eternal life through our Lord Jesus Christ, we commend to Almighty God our brother; and we commit his body to the ground; earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust. “I will not … Continue reading →

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St Radegunde’s Fair, mostly

Posted on September 3, 2018 by Nolie Alcarturiel

Here’s what I’ve got from last weekend’s event. For those of my readers who aren’t yet in the mood for that, there’s a piece of music I kind of wrote about in a different context, but which you might like … Continue reading →

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