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		<description>The original writings of author C</description>
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			<title>Impotent anger</title>
			<description>it was my intention to write a ditty&amp;nbsp;featuring a whole bunch of &quot;f**k you&quot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;but instead i turned to the moon and stars&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;maybe this time i won't come home</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graniteviolet/751328/</link>
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			<title>Edith Bunker</title>
			<description>no one likes a doormat</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graniteviolet/747239/</link>
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			<title>Lessons From Billy</title>
			<description>random story fragment</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graniteviolet/704096/</link>
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			<title>Bottled</title>
			<description>looking at the bottles on my windowsill</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graniteviolet/702585/</link>
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			<title>Sunshine sword</title>
			<description>once upon a timeyou lived in starshine and sunbut that was years agobefore the light became too hard to beartoo bright, too sharpit cut you like steelleft you exposedleft you no place to hideexcept the darkyou learned to prefer dark nightit sapped youso easy to sinkwhere it d..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graniteviolet/681323/</link>
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			<title>Moon child</title>
			<description>old story</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graniteviolet/666691/</link>
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			<title>Why I hate shopping</title>
			<description>A little observational musing</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graniteviolet/666110/</link>
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			<title>Fifteen things someone should have told me before I moved into an old house</title>
			<description>A little light-hearted bitching</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graniteviolet/652221/</link>
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			<title>Selene</title>
			<description>Little B-day worship for Selene. :-)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graniteviolet/646374/</link>
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			<title>Musing</title>
			<description>It's chilly, grey and damp....and thoughts will go where they should not</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graniteviolet/634093/</link>
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			<title>Silly girl</title>
			<description>just my usual meanderings through past lives</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graniteviolet/632139/</link>
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			<title>Not Stifler's Mom</title>
			<description>I won't reveal the name of the poor woman who inspired these reflections. :-)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graniteviolet/622973/</link>
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			<title>Reality No Better than Fantasy</title>
			<description>Just a little ditty</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graniteviolet/622638/</link>
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			<title>About a Girl</title>
			<description>Once upon a time I was me.&amp;nbsp;It was never my intention then to grow up to be this. I had an achingly normal childhood, with cookies and milk on the table after school and two parents who live together still, whose only arguments revolved around money, in-laws, and how annoying my two sister..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graniteviolet/605385/</link>
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			<title>Why</title>
			<description>Not my best one, there's still something not right with it, to me. Suggestions helpful</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graniteviolet/591821/</link>
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			<title>Indian Paintbrush</title>
			<description>Just posting some old work while thinking over new ones</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graniteviolet/579887/</link>
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			<title>Hey, Cinderella</title>
			<description>Shawntelle, Sheila and I wonder about what happens after happily-ever-after?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graniteviolet/579877/</link>
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			<title>Sand</title>
			<description>This occurred to me one very cold day at York Beach in Maine; ahead of me on the sand was a woman in a red trench coat, walking with her head down. I began to fashion a story around her.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graniteviolet/579219/</link>
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			<title>ABCs of Lost</title>
			<description>A little something I wrote that generated a fairly heated argument, once upon an online time. I don't do controversy well. :-) And yes, it can just as easily apply the other way 'round.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/graniteviolet/577349/</link>
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