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		<title>Coming back</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2009 17:55:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Teresa</dc:creator>
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Fell splat on my face when the netbook was eaten by evil viral demons and I thought she was gone forever. The full size laptop feels like trying to write with a watermelon. We&#8217;re back up though, and Nano or no, I will resume and try to write a novel in thirty days, starting now. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mothergoose.wordpress.com&blog=216746&post=1071&subd=mothergoose&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>And realize that I</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 01:15:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Teresa</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[easily write 700 words in 20 minutes when I am working with writing group, yet here I am choking through 1500 in 4 days. Time to rethink my strategy.
As of now, I am going to set up a writing prompt based on my last past, where I went through the basics as currently conceived. Write [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mothergoose.wordpress.com&blog=216746&post=1068&subd=mothergoose&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Wherein I talk to myself</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Nov 2009 01:27:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Teresa</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Having started Nano without a plan whatsoever, I think it behooves me to think about what I&#8217;m writing. Who-what-when-where-why.
Here are some thoughts:
Who &#8211; Characters: I have a kiddo (Sofia), her parents (Jennifer and Stephen), her great aunt, her cousin (Florecita), her grandmother, and one artist (Desiree).
What &#8211; Thematically: Announcements. Endings and beginnings. The ways in [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mothergoose.wordpress.com&blog=216746&post=1062&subd=mothergoose&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Oh, fer</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 03:15:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Teresa</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[crying out loud. Don&#8217;t like some of these nanowrimo features.
Zso. Where was I?
In the airport
Ms. Desiree Staunton listens to people on their cellphones as they rush by on their way to and from. Knits together their snaggled conversations into word blankets and collages made of paper and wood and glass and hair and sells them [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mothergoose.wordpress.com&blog=216746&post=1051&subd=mothergoose&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Jennifer and Stephen</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 14:19:05 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Teresa</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Jennifer and Stephen
“We’ve had this discussion how many times now? How many?” She is talking in that tone of voice, the patient tone she uses with unfortunate people, and Stephen feels unfortunate, which makes him want to leave even more.
“We’ll keep having this discussion until we can make some kind of decision that we can both be satisfied with,” [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mothergoose.wordpress.com&blog=216746&post=1047&subd=mothergoose&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>All Saint&#8217;s Day</title>
		<link>http://mothergoose.wordpress.com/2009/11/03/all-saints-day/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 17:29:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Teresa</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[On the day after el día de los muertos, I eat sugar skulls and imagine meeting God face to face. My cousin says &#8221;el señor dwells in unapproachable light, whom no one has even seen or can see&#8221;. I asked her how the saints can see Him then, if no one has even ever seen Him or even been [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mothergoose.wordpress.com&blog=216746&post=1029&subd=mothergoose&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Uh-oh</title>
		<link>http://mothergoose.wordpress.com/2009/11/02/uh-oh/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 00:58:39 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Teresa</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[To reach that 50,000 word goal, I need to write over 1,000 words per day (math, please?). Just did 200. Well, then.
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		<title>Begin nanowrimo</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 00:52:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Teresa</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Information for readers: Write a novel in 30 days.
This is first installation. Note: I have no plan whatsoever.

Today is Day of the Dead. Not to be confused with All Saint&#8217;s Day or even Halloween. Today es el dia.
On Day of the Dead my auntie always reads the obits.  She&#8217;s sure she will find someone she&#8217;s [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mothergoose.wordpress.com&blog=216746&post=1017&subd=mothergoose&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Bottom feeder</title>
		<link>http://mothergoose.wordpress.com/2009/10/24/bottom-feeder/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 23:10:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Teresa</dc:creator>
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This is what it’s like to be a bottom feeder. First of all, we love ink. Ink is invisibility. Ink is darkness. Ink is what we write our history with. Look out there, out there into the vast whiteness. It has nothing to say until the ink drops into its wide open. No turning back [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mothergoose.wordpress.com&blog=216746&post=1007&subd=mothergoose&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The singing beggar</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 23:52:05 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Teresa</dc:creator>
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There once was a beggar who loved to hear himself sing. He started out as a child.
Most singers start out as children. I remember, myself, singing to my small dolls, which were made of popsicle sticks dressed in fabric scraps. At that time, gingham was easily come by, but my small dolls did not sing [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mothergoose.wordpress.com&blog=216746&post=997&subd=mothergoose&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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