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		<title>Dopey</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 03:56:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Meeting Cheryl introduced me to teenage lust. It also introduced me to another sort of world. My friends would soon become the kids that the other kids referred to as druggies. I would discover speed and weed, trip on acid and drink down the bitter taste of beer. Before this drinking meant sneaking alcohol from [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bleedjavaink.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9833678&amp;post=100&amp;subd=bleedjavaink&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 03:30:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It was all a joke. It was a realization that it would take me years to have.

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		<title>A Scout obeys</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Two members of my Webelo pack including myself headed to Boy Scouts early because we were the only two remaining members. We were not quite 11. Our youth would be even more evident as most of the troop&#8217;s members were teenagers who had been in the troop for awhile. It meant some added pressure to [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bleedjavaink.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9833678&amp;post=95&amp;subd=bleedjavaink&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Reading update</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 14:57:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;m currently juggling two books, &#8220;Shimmering Images, A Handy Little Guide to Writing Memoirs&#8221; by Lisa Dale Norton and &#8220;Running with Scissors&#8221; with Augusten Burroughs. I&#8217;ve read the first part of Norton&#8217;s book, The Ideas Behind the Process. She wrote much about honesty and truth versus fact, which are concerns of mine as I write [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bleedjavaink.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9833678&amp;post=90&amp;subd=bleedjavaink&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Dreaming and dameless &#8211; the early years</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 09:54:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Even when playing with Jed and Sylvia my favorite friend was my imagination. I remember pretending like I was riding a horse at Jed's house, serving as the chief of the sidewalk police. It didn't matter that the "sidewalk" was just a slip of concrete next to his garage and we seldom ventured onto the sidewalk. I was in charge.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bleedjavaink.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9833678&amp;post=81&amp;subd=bleedjavaink&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Staying on focus, a struggle</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 05:39:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ve just started and I&#8217;m losing focus. I&#8217;ve recently gotten that advice from my coach and cutie and I can&#8217;t really deny it. She gave me great advice as I asked what to write next. &#8220;What happened next,&#8221; she said. &#8220;You have to go in order. If you skip around your readers will get lost [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bleedjavaink.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9833678&amp;post=87&amp;subd=bleedjavaink&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Death and denial</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 04:48:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My dad and I had drifted apart. Like my siblings, I didn't want him to be disappointed that my life hadn't exactly headed in the direction I wanted. Cash flow was a continuous problem. Work was rocky as I struggled unsuccessfully to find another job. That didn't mean I was prepared.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bleedjavaink.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9833678&amp;post=76&amp;subd=bleedjavaink&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Publishing advice</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Oct 2009 01:19:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Suite101.com offers advice on using print-on-demand publishers as an option for publishing a memoir. While I&#8217;m not even past a few pages, it was still interesting reading. The article makes good sense considering the economics of publishing. Unless you write a best-seller right off the bat it will likely cost a decent amount to have [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bleedjavaink.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9833678&amp;post=61&amp;subd=bleedjavaink&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Searching for a purpose</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2009 05:19:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[One of the things that always intimidated me about writing a book is managing to find a focus then sticking with it. So what do I do? Tackle my life.

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		<title>A father&#8217;s work ethic</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Oct 2009 06:38:19 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>bleedjavaink</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[My dad was a worker, more in tune with his hands than anything else. When I was born he worked as a packer at a pottery. Later in life he would install siding on homes, handle maintenance in a nursing home and work as a custodian in an elementary school.When I think of him I [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bleedjavaink.wordpress.com&amp;blog=9833678&amp;post=48&amp;subd=bleedjavaink&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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