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	<description>....................Always wanted to write?  It&#039;s not too late.</description>
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		<title>In The Old Country&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2009 04:34:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Erica</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[And Working Mother]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[My five year old son is swimming in the pool as I sit here at the patio table working on my laptop. It&#8217;s 9pm on a Saturday night on the outskirts of Phoenix and still 90 degrees outside. My five year old has a wild, creative imagination and says the funniest things. He&#8217;s a babbler <a href="http://www.desertpond.com/and-working-mother/in-the-old-country/" class="more-link">More &#62;</a>]]></description>
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		<title>Smell of Old Spice</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 May 2009 02:34:07 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Erica</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[My mind is wandering, a thing it often does when I’m sitting in front of a blank, gaping page. I’m trying to force it down a certain path – find a topic, I’m saying to myself. Find something serious, current…what’s happened recently that I can write about? It won’t listen, though, my mind. My mind <a href="http://www.desertpond.com/start-writing-again/smell-of-old-spice/" class="more-link">More &#62;</a>]]></description>
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