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			<title><![CDATA[ Seeking opinions ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ I got a bug to work on a ghost story and so I&#39;ve begun on one but I wanted to see what my readers thought of it.  I&#39;m not really looking for
grammatical or spelling editing as I have family and friends that do that when I&#39;m done.  Instead, I&#39;m looking for what your reactions are to the
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			<title><![CDATA[ Grahnus' Mystique ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Greetings everyone. It&#39;s been awhile. I&#39;d like to introduce a novel entitled &#39;Mystique&#39;. This is NOT the Marvel comic book character. This a
tale of fantasy written by a friend of mine. It&#39;s a unique collaboration of mythical and realism that I found very interesting. Go to Lulu.com and look up
Grahnus&#39; Mystique. Download a copy and tell me what you think (if the financial pinch hasn&#39;t got a tight grip on you). Thanks. ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ Ben Brown's Adventure Beyond the Universe - The Return of the Nephilim ]]></title>
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Hi. I have just completed the fantasy/adventure novel, Ben Brown&#39;s Adventure Beyond the Universe - The Return of the Nephilim.
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It has 58 pen and ink illustrations.
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It will be released in New Zealand in January 2009.
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You can go into the draw to win an advance copy by correctly answering ten reasonably tough general knowledge questions associated with the book at: <a target="_blank"... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ words and pictures...? ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ To all members… Hello my name is haydn, I am a photography student in Melbourne, Australia, studying at RMIT. I am posting this message in an attempt to try
and find a youg(ish!) writer to make themselves available for a portraiture project I am soon to be undertaking. The project will become part of final folio
for this my second year, and is not for public exhibition or financial gain. The shoot I am planning would require meeting up for a coffee and a chat and then
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			<title><![CDATA[ Grandparents ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Bret Thompson pulled his pickup into Kathys driveway then honked the horn.  His grandson came running out of the house carrying a plastic Wal-Mart bag in one hand, and a fishing rod in the other.<br><br> We going fishing like you promised last week, paw-paw?  The boy yelled as he ran toward the truck.<br><br>Bret tossed a McDonalds sack from the seat into the floorboard, leaned over, and unlocked the passengers door.  Well have to see.  Put your rod in the back.  You ready to go?<br><br>The... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Fri, 15 Jun 2007 10:47:19 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Non Fiction Article -  HORSEPOWER IN A BOTTLE ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ The explosion rattled the tools in my trailer.  I jumped out the open door and noticed people rushing toward the starting line.  A hood from one of the cars waiting to race was at least fifty feet in the air, and spinning slowly toward the racetrack like a wounded duck.   I knew without a doubt what had happeneda nitrous backfire.  Something all too common at drag strips around the country, and the world, yet with a little knowledge, the correct tools, and a little common sense, the problem... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ Old Man Old Dog - Chapter 1 ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Just messin' round here.  A possible story, maybe, possible, I don't know.  Will see what happens.  <br><br>Old Man Old Dog<br><br>Chapter 1<br><br>Twinges of pain caused his leg to throb, but Jebadiah continued walking.  Puddles were forming on the road as the rain continued to fall.  Having not bothered to put on any rain gear, Jebadiah was now drenched to the bone.  Jeb could have taken the truck, but had decided to walk and had walked this path many times.  Stopping, Jeb looked upward... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ Homecoming ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Samantha raised her upstairs window then sat on a small stool, her favorite place to welcome a new morning.  She leaned forward and took a deep breath, honeysuckle filled her lungs.  A perfect day, she thought as she delighted in watching a rabbit hop across their lawn, which sparkled like millions of tiny diamonds.  The furry animal paid little attention to the glistening dew as he scurried behind shrubs arranged along a picket fence.  She pulled her long, brown hair over her shoulders and... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ Promises (revised assignment) ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Carl took a deep breath, turned the door knob, and then stepped inside.  The sweet scent of lilac, the perfume she wore, filled his lungs.  This was her room, a place to relax and unwind after work.  An easel and chair stood in the center of the room; an unfinished painting awaited her artistic touch.  A can of water on the floor held the last brushes she used.  Carl gently touched the painting and recalled how she enjoyed giving life to the canvas.<br><br>Okay, I can do this, he said aloud... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ BRUNO OF OZ (A Doggy Halloween of a Tale) ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ A Dogy Halloween of a Tale<br><br>Twisting the cap on tight, Framilton, the wicked dogcatcher, fumbled and bumbled placing the bottle underneath the truck seat.  <br><br>Shut it up you mangy mutt, Framilton shouted at the barking dog.  Just to drive his point, he got out of his truck, slammed the door shut and hit the cage with his fist.  <br><br>Bruno, a bulldog lacking in courage, sat silent.  Looking through the grid of his wire cage, Bruno could smell the reek odor of alcohol and... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ Prompt - 5 March 2007 ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ The Gargoyle waited in the rain.  He'd rather be inside on a night like this.  Yes, but work is work and you take what you can get; if the fee is good.  Yes, and the fee is good.<br><br>Rain rolling down his neck.  A light drizzle in anticipation of a heavier downpour.  He waited under the eaves. Where are the desperadoes? They should be here.  Fee or no fee this waiting around isn't what I live for.  Pick a time &amp; I'm there.  Don't be late!  Yes, but you're always late now aren't you,... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ August ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ This is my favorite children's book.  I think it definitely should be published, but it's a tough sell because of it's non-traditional plotline.<br><br>Corrina<br><br><br><br>August<br><br>Its August, and the wind is warm and the sky is bright.<br><br>It's August, and the cat sleeps in the sunshine.  The grass is cool and it sticks up between my toes.&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp <br><br>It's August, and the swings race back and forth.  The chains clink and squeal and groan.  A long swish down the... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ X X X = Y ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ wc1664<br><br><br>... exerts from Fantastic Tales on the Western Frontier 1990 ... 2007<br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br>X times X equals Y<br><br><br>A few years back a rocket misfired and exploded outside of White Sands New Mexico. This explanation here isnt very detailed, nor is it an exact time line report of what happened there. This is just about a couple of days, and a small group of friends, albeit determined and highly motivated friends.<br><br><br>Individuals are strange people,... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Tue, 23 Jan 2007 01:34:56 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Sister Sara Cardboard ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <br><br>You are falling through the dark <br>dimensions of the mind, where <br>cosmic radiation feeds into the soul, <br>and electricity flows from the finger tips. <br>Traveling to keep balance, pausing only <br>to divert tragedy. A sign flashes up ahead, <br>as the searing heat of hell hits you full force. <br>You find yourself at a doorway, you enter. <br>A cashier turns to you and says,<br><br><br>Welcome to Taco Bell <br>can I take your order please.<br><br><br>Meet one Sister Sara... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Sun, 21 Jan 2007 21:23:32 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Belling the President ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ On April 14, 2020, terrorists blew up an animal shelter in Texas, in a town near the President for Life's ranch.  Three human workers were killed and all the animals set free, including three Canadian aarvarks being held as terrorist suspects.<br><br>&quot;The only evidence we can find are a pile of rat-parts, Sheriff,&quot;  one of the investigators told Sheriff Evens, &quot;It must have been rat terrorists.  Obviously an aborted attempt on the President's life, Long live the Father.&quot;... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Mon, 15 Jan 2007 00:18:26 GMT</pubDate>
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			<description><![CDATA[ The hot summer sun beat down on dry, parched grass around a tall Oak tree; the only shade around a small farm house.  I pulled my T-shirt off and wiped sweat from my brow then leaned against the tree.  The air was thick and heavy and clung to my skin like molasses.  Summer in Texas, I thought, as I noticed my uncle working on his car inside the tin-roofed, open front building he called a shop.  I walked across the dusty yard and stood beside his old Ford.  He was leaned over the fender.... ]]></description>

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			<author>feeds@yuku.com (wildstangtoo)</author>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 20 Dec 2006 10:06:00 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ Snowflower ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ You can find the opening to my latest story here:<br><br><!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;friendID=107247831&amp;blogID=204925287&amp;MyToken=3b478234-bf1a-4128-9341-cbbacbb5b567" target="top">Snowflower Tease</a><!--EZCODE LINK END--><br><br>Enjoy!<div class='signature'><hr>"The pen is mightier than the sword, and considerably easier to write with!" - Marty Feldman<br><br><a... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Tue, 12 Dec 2006 23:50:50 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ First try at Kelly Picture Book ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Scene 1<br>Kelly wiped tears from her swollen eyes, sniffled, then ran her shirt sleeve under her nose.  She walked around the tiny bedroom saying goodbye to the things she knew she would miss.  Like the bed that kept her warm at night; the ragged teddy bear she slept with; the window where she stood and dreamed; the nightlight that kept her safe.  Kelly lifted her suitcase from the floor and opened the door.<br><br>Scene 2<br>The tattered, brown fabric bag by her side held the few clothes... ]]></description>

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			<title><![CDATA[ A New Home For Kelly ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Kelly wiped the tears from her swollen eyes, sniffled, and then ran her shirt sleeve beneath her nose.  She took one last look around the small, quaint bedroom shed come to call her own.  Her vision was blurred, but not so much that she couldnt make out the things she knew she would miss.  Like the wood posts on the little bed that kept her safe and warm at night; like the worn old teddy bear lying on the floor that she cuddled against; like the window where she stood and peered into the... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Wed, 06 Dec 2006 13:32:01 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[ A Memory ]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[ I will never forget the first time we met.  I was repairing an air conditioner outside the office when I heard a vehicle pull into the parking lot and stop.  I turned and watched as she stepped from her pickup.  She was short and petite.  Her black jeans werent too tight or too loose; instead, they clung to her shapely figure like soft leather in a pair of finely crafted gloves.  She closed the door, turned, and walked toward me.  Her shoulder length, golden hair floated on the early morning... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Mon, 27 Nov 2006 11:31:30 GMT</pubDate>
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