Kyle Thomas Hemingway: The ephemera edit
An ongoing digital archive of 1,364 items (and counting) proving that I read, I saw, and I actually paid attention.
Collection
Daphne du Maurier
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The view from our seats after the set broke down 30 minutes into the performance, causing the remainder of the evening to be cancelled -
“That’s not the Northern lights. That’s Manderley!”
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“The road to Manderley lay ahead. There was no moon. The sky above our heads was inky black. But the sky on the horizon was not dark at all. It was shot with crimson, like a splash of blood. And the ashes blew towards us with the salt wind from the sea.”
