There is no pen like a quill pen. The feel of the freshly trimmed point as it moves across the page is not easily imitated. A quality fountain pen comes close, but has already begun to cross a line by being too easy to handle and needing too little maintenance.
No, I must stick to my guns and insist on nothing but a quill pen.
Typewriters are right out.
They steal all the romance from the written word, and replace it with legibility and speed.
You need not know the goose or swan that provides your quills personally, but it is good to collect them from a healthy bird. Freshly molted feathers are perfect, traditionally one of the three longest feathers from either wing.
Tempered, trimmed, split and cut to a point, you are invested in what you write with a quill.
Beauty was her talent and mission
Diet, wardrobe her only thoughts
Prepared talents for pageants
Unhappy with losing
Sees only what helps
Win at all cost
If Beauty lost
Wants better stories
Many Beauties vying
Makes even better stories
Underdogs winning sells papers
Writer needs more than one contestant