Category Archives: Flying

Blackbird Singing in the Dead of Night

“Brussels is not as beautiful as Paris in the autumn” Samuel always says. You need old steel and stone to bring out autumn’s magic with its brown leaves and particular light. “Samuel always has the perfect words to describe how … Continue reading

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Vida y Verdad se escriben con uve

Vida y Verdad se escriben con uve… (V) de Volar Vida y Verdad Se escriben con uve de Volar Inseguridad o ingenuidad Se escriben con uve de Volar Valentina, Victoria y Virginia Falsedad o profesionalidad Se escriben con uve de … Continue reading

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Histoire d’une fleur

Bon, tout ça c’est bien beau, ces concours, mais moi je ne peux pas. Pourquoi ? Parce que je n’ai pas de balcon, pardi. Attention : je reconnais que l’idée est excellente. Notre capitale est si triste qu’on y encourage désormais les … Continue reading

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I much prefer take-offs over landings

I am on a plain, I can’t complain. Or as a matter of fact I could, because I am afraid of flying, some kind of diffuse phobia I assume, as flying is so save, isn’t it? When things happen, they … Continue reading

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Fly with Writingbrussels – Our next reading at Librebook

Friday 12 October at 6:30 p.m. Writingbrussels is back with more flying stories.

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