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	<title>Julie Journals Her Journey</title>
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		<title>Two Blue Lines</title>
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		<description>   Hi all,   After many years of living more than I've been writing, I've decided to just dip my toes back into the world of written form a bit more.  Would love some gentle guidance on strenthening this piece.   Thanks!          With resolve,  I unwrap this plastic prophet  And hold it unceremoniously between my thighs.  Just me, this stick,  And a very big question.     If I listened more carefully  To the whispers around the ethers of my being  ... more  </description>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Jul 2007 01:13:41 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Which is worse?</title>
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		<description> Ramone singing children jumping naked on the sofa screeching &quot;twenty, twenty, twenty-four hours to go . . .  I wanna be sedated. . . &quot; 
 Or the mother watching them and wishing somewhat that they were? 
   
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		<dc:creator>White_Feather</dc:creator>
		<category>Julie Journals Her Journey</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 15 Jun 2007 21:58:56 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>A Jersey Girl in Texas</title>
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		<description>(or squatting to pee in the plane's rear toilet during turbulence while wearing heels is an excellent extreme sport combining endurance, balance, excitement, and pain . . . and other things I learned)</description>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 12 Jun 2007 05:25:30 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Time to Pump Iron</title>
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		<description>  

 I am a ghost; transparent, fading in and out, unattached...  
 Anemia. I don’t recommend it! 
 
But I thought I’d try to look at the bright side. Leanne recommends Vodka for writer’s inspiration. I wondered if the haze induced by thin blood might be my own little pregnant woman’s happy hour. Sadly, the effect is more like poetry under the influence of Alzheimer’s.   

 So, it’s a little hard to stay motivated this week- since it’s hard to stay awake. And dishes need to be washed. Little children need to be cared for (or occasionally let loose from the tv for a little air, and exercise). Oh, and I’m supposed to feed them, too.  
 And then there’s the rest of the family. My aunt in law suggested that perhaps it’s time to hire a cleaner. And my mother, upon seeing me for the first time since Christmas, pronounced, “Hello dear. You HAVE gained weight, but you don’t look pregnant yet”. Maybe the anemia induced naps are an avoidance coping mechanism.  
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		<category>Julie Journals Her Journey</category>
		<pubDate>Tue, 05 Jun 2007 02:58:47 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Why I am here</title>
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		<description>Have I mentioned yet, that this is an intimidating place to be? In fact, I’m not even quite sure I should even be here, except that I’d rather be the dim star in a bright constellation, than to hardly shine at all. 
  
My nursing license renewal sits ignored next to my computer. I haven’t worked in years, but I keep the license. It’s getting dangerously close to being too late to renew, but I just can’t seem to manage to log on to do it. 
  
Instead, I’m growing increasingly aware of my growing belly and the very first flutters of the tiny person within. This child will join a brother and a sister in November. I love them all, of course, and my sweet husband. But being a stay-at-home mother is an all-encompassing experience. I don’t wish it over, and I don’t wish to run away. But yes, absolutely, I do wish to fill my soul and nurture my intellect and do something completely unrelated to home for a few hours a week.  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>White_Feather</dc:creator>
		<category>Julie Journals Her Journey</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 01 Jun 2007 19:52:15 GMT</pubDate>
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