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			<title>A Simple Heart</title>
			<description>Based loosely on the short story by Gustave Flaubert.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JennyWard/625975/</link>
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			<title>When I came back from Lyonnesse</title>
			<description>Inspired by an Enlish trip to Cornwall and Hardy's &quot;When I set out for Lyonnesse&quot;. Hope you like :) x x</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JennyWard/563388/</link>
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			<title>An Elegy to self doubt</title>
			<description>Thoughts you have to stop;The trees are getting darker down this path,And I don&amp;rsquo;t want to travel it anymore.&amp;nbsp;The easy path was someway backI&amp;rsquo;m sure I saw it passWith out the branches of doubt to whip and lash meWithout the roots of fear to trip and fall&amp;nbsp;I know..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JennyWard/552135/</link>
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			<title>Bloodlines</title>
			<description>A growing musical based around a story i started long ago... you'll unfortunately have to make do with out the music but if you are really really enthused i can email you the tracks when they're done.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JennyWard/542282/</link>
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			<title>Black, Battered, Ballet shoes</title>
			<description>Black, battered, ballet ShoesEngrained with rain and practicality.Yet bafflingly beauteous with untold ReasonOf why, in such a puddle-strew season,One should chooseSuch shoes.Such, low, flat shoes.With soles but a centimetre of saving heightAnd sides that kiss the ground between each..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JennyWard/515878/</link>
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			<title>The Truth of Us</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JennyWard/510642/</link>
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			<title>A workers plea...</title>
			<description>Anyone else feel like this?? :D</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JennyWard/502727/</link>
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			<title>The Actor's Lament</title>
			<description>I'm not sure you'll get it... I don't mind if you dont... but dont judge the emotion... it's deeper than wrote....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JennyWard/500715/</link>
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			<title>Blanche's monologue</title>
			<description>This is actually from my English c/w and consists of an extra scene I wrote for Blanche to go at the start of &quot;A streetcar named desire&quot;

I hope you like it  :D</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JennyWard/499412/</link>
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			<title>Voyeur to the Dawn</title>
			<description>Poem about watching the sunrise.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JennyWard/499409/</link>
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			<title>Self-concious smiles</title>
			<description>Poem about exactly how I feel round certain people, like what we say is scripted but they dont know their lines, or have a different script.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JennyWard/499193/</link>
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			<title>Heart of Gold</title>
			<description>Inspired by a clich&amp;eacute; phrase.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JennyWard/498486/</link>
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			<title>Wind Song</title>
			<description>Short poem inspired by my dormitory view...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JennyWard/498485/</link>
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			<title>Miss me but let me go</title>
			<description>A contempory, devised play in 4 acts about the nature and results of greif. Follow the stories of 5 people and how they deal with the same problems in completely different ways. Typing up other acts as we speak.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JennyWard/468312/</link>
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			<title>The Art of losing</title>
			<description>Story of a young girl with cancer. Her last days and her sisters life afterwards.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JennyWard/468275/</link>
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			<title>Beginning</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Beginning.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Vincent&amp;rsquo;s laugh followed me down the corridor as I ran for the front door. I felt it like a cool hand down my spine and I could feel a part of me enjoyed it. Terror ran through me for the umpteenth time tonight and I yanked the handle as hard as I co..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JennyWard/467767/</link>
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			<title>Bloodlines</title>
			<description>Follow Anya, a strong young woman as she searches desperately for her sister, fighting off the attacks of the Vampire Clan and the charms of her rescuer Cio...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JennyWard/467766/</link>
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			<title>Chapter three</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Chapter 3&amp;nbsp;Luke seldom left my dreams after that. We never returned to the strange room but he was always there, wandering with me through the confused stories of my mind in those kinds of dream that never quite make sense.Sometimes, as expected, I recognised elements of my day mix..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JennyWard/467765/</link>
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			<title>Chapter two</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Chapter 2&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The brightly painted truck had definitely increased in size. I clamped my teeth shut and fought to hold back a squeal. I didn&amp;rsquo;t like squealing. It lacked a certain dignity. Curling my hands into fists I continued lying prone till I could vaguely think, then r..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JennyWard/467764/</link>
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			<title>Chapter one</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Chapter 1&amp;nbsp;I pulled in to the drive way and cut the engine, glancing warily up at the dull, angular house my family lived in. I could see most of the inside from this position; modern styling seemed to involve a lot of glass, and I searched for any flickers of life. Usually I hated t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JennyWard/467763/</link>
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			<title>Stonehenge</title>
			<description>Follow Sarah Thomson as she gets flung into the world of the &quot;listeners&quot; a world she has belonged to since birth but only recently experienced. Follow her as she battles against her newly found enemies and learns to control her newly found powers all whil</description>
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