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		<description>The original writings of author Walter</description>
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			<title>historical fiction</title>
			<description>...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WHClarke/2065214/</link>
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			<title>novella thriller</title>
			<description>a short political thriller</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WHClarke/1902915/</link>
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			<title>novella</title>
			<description>an old idea</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WHClarke/1902905/</link>
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			<title>i would write you a love poem</title>
			<description>my last poem to be posted here.  i tend to get off track and the track is finishing my novella.  as far as this poem well it is just another piece of my heart for the love of my life miss natalie raven.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WHClarke/345559/</link>
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			<title>of reasons and radiance</title>
			<description>in truth the love of natalie raven has given me a heart beat and she is the radiance of my life.
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WHClarke/345009/</link>
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			<title>to the heart of black silk</title>
			<description>in the realm of everything love and natalie</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WHClarke/344194/</link>
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			<title>Poetic Porn</title>
			<description>thinking about my Natalie</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WHClarke/344173/</link>
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			<title>untitled-chapter three</title>
			<description>of confused minds losing is a victory. she feels great separation but also finds a way to finally like herself. now the hard part, protecting him and her sister from each other.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WHClarke/343239/</link>
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			<title>i did not know</title>
			<description>for natalie raven clarke the love of my universe and my every breath</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WHClarke/343007/</link>
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			<title>outline</title>
			<description>October's RainOutlineA trapped and lonely married man with small children gets overwhelmed by his life or lack of it.  Burdened with doing the right thing he suffers a meltdown of morals for seven days in a rainy October.He runs into a frustrated, younger woman, whom misses the atten..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WHClarke/342110/</link>
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			<title>ideas part six</title>
			<description>last chapter idea</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WHClarke/342108/</link>
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			<title>ideas part five</title>
			<description>original ideas about sub characters</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WHClarke/342106/</link>
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			<title>ideas part four</title>
			<description>He was anxious to see her and amazed by her when he did. He pulled up to the hotel as she was exiting and quickly jumped out.  While opening the door he smiled out and with an early morning crackling voice said &quot;I was wondering what you would look like today&quot; she slightly tilted her head and grinned..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WHClarke/342105/</link>
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			<title>ideas part three</title>
			<description>original graveyard scene</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WHClarke/342103/</link>
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			<title>ideas part two</title>
			<description>additional plot ideas</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WHClarke/342099/</link>
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			<title>ideas part one</title>
			<description>additional ideas january 11,2008</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WHClarke/342097/</link>
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			<title>O.R. Chapter Seven</title>
			<description>MONDAY&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;     &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The train station was a tiny, aged red-brick building with a short wooden platform noticeably warped from the drastic changes of season.  She was slumped on a lonely damp park bench, ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WHClarke/342081/</link>
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			<title>O.R. Chapter Six</title>
			<description>SUNDAY&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Paul didn't care to make up an excuse this time.  He stepped over the pile of packed suitcases waiting by the door and just left, letting the screen door slam shut behind him.  It was too early in the day for a fighting contest with her..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WHClarke/342080/</link>
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			<title>O.R. Chapter Five</title>
			<description>SATURDAYSaturday can become our decision day.  they both make decisions: maddi to go back to her life job and hubby to be paul to stay at q-bay with preston when they meet at the park maddi has no idea what to do and is struggling since getting a phone call from hubby/boss to come back. ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WHClarke/342079/</link>
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			<title>O.R. Chapter Four</title>
			<description>FRIDAY&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&quot;Hey you,&quot; Madison said, blinking away sleep.  She noticed that the window was sparkling with a thousand raindrops.  And that the walls were no longer painted with creeping shadows.  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&quot;Mo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WHClarke/342078/</link>
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			<title>O.R. Chapter Three</title>
			<description>THURSDAY&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Paul heard the truck door slam beyond the bedroom window, abruptly ending a flawless thought of last night.  He leisurely sat up and peered outside from his grandmother's old bed.  Preston was back home.  &quot;Good morning Aunt Sally&quot; Pau..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WHClarke/341988/</link>
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			<title>O.R. Chapter Two</title>
			<description>WEDNESDAY&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The calming hum of the espresso machine mingled gently with the salsa music playing in the background.  The cozy room was filled with round tables of chatter, clinking of spoons against porcelain, the smell of fresh coffee and sweet ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WHClarke/341984/</link>
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			<title>O.R. Chapter One</title>
			<description>(October Rain)TUESDAY&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The droplets felt like a thousand splinters piercing through her skin.  Yet, she marched forward, umbrella braced in front like a shield.  The echoing of the rain upon the pavement gave pause to her now drenched thought..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WHClarke/341981/</link>
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			<title>O.R.</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WHClarke/341974/</link>
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			<title>untitled-chapter two</title>
			<description>okay so i have nothing to say.  not sure where to go.  there is the dinner that sparks the threesome keystone cop like relationship.  somehow i need to go from there to a serious chat between sisters then to the strengths of dom and the problems he is faced with being in love with his wife and she l..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WHClarke/341705/</link>
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			<title>untitled-chapter one</title>
			<description>(I Hate This Man)&quot;So, are you going to go completely bulimic on us or maybe perhaps you can pretend for your amazing sister to be thankful and eat some of this delicious food that I spent days and days preparing.&quot;  She said in an exasperated breath cloaked with a dramatic southern-bell accent...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WHClarke/341304/</link>
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			<title>untitled</title>
			<description>dark romance novella</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WHClarke/341074/</link>
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