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	<description>No Poem Is the Only Poem. No Story Is the Only Story. No Kings.</description>
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		<title>Every Man a Misfit</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[David Nash]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Jun 2024 01:51:54 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Whenever I read O’Connor, I go back to my grandmother’s house in Bills’ country. The hedges in front of the white house and old chicken coops in the back remind me of O’Connor’s Andalusia Farm. My grandmother who convicted O.J. of murder before he was a suspect, who made my uncle redo his confession because he went to the Italian Catholic Church instead of the Irish one, who kept a portrait in the living room of her long-deceased husband until the day she died, reminds me of several O’Connor characters.]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Picking Up the Pen Again</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[R. A. Gallagher]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Aug 2022 00:09:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Sadly, through events and shenanigans outside of school, my behaviour deteriorated in fourth year, and I was thrown out at the age of fifteen, with a pass in English and no other qualifications to my name. I had only been allowed to sit my Maths and English exams at the end of the year. I didn’t even bother turning up for my Maths exam. How my schooling ended is an immense regret of mine. But, what’s done is done.]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Why I Write</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Agnes Chew]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Aug 2022 11:12:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Because you exist. Because writing allows me to discover myself, even parts of me that had previously lay hidden, dormant, that I had never before known existed.]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Arts and Crafts and Prose</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Liam Sweeny]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Aug 2022 15:01:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The art of writing is what you’re trying to say, that’s the art. Sometimes you’re being very direct, pointing to, well, the point, with a big arrow-shaped cut-out, but a lot of times, it’s subtle. It’s scene setting and characterization and world-building. Sometimes the street corner is the plot and character both. The art is maybe why you’re writing, whereas the craft is how you’re writing.]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title> Writing in Crayon: Celebrating the &#8220;Disparate&#8221;</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Carol Zapata-Whelan]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Jul 2022 11:42:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In my writing and reading life, I thank as "family": Cervantes, whose Don Quijote battled lies with the swords of the imagination; García Márquez, whose notes from life "helped themselves to coincidences forbidden to fiction"; Isabel Allende whose magical humor lends resilience in tragedy. And as I write these days in a vein of the "fantastic" in my novel, I include Julio Cortázar, with his alternating currents of glittering worlds.  ]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>The Absolutely True Story of a Devoted Reader</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[D. Nicole Steele]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Jul 2022 11:36:34 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I didn’t discover Sherman Alexie until well after college, but when I did, I felt at home. He was the first author I read that talked about the experiences of going to Indian Health Services, of being different from both white people and his own family and tribe, and of the struggles of modern Natives in the U.S. I laughed aloud when I read The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian, and then I basically demanded everyone I know read it.]]></description>
		
		
		
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