<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss version="2.0"
	xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"
	xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"
	xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"
	xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/"
		>
<channel>
	<title>Comments on: 100 Words: Gyroscope</title>
	<atom:link href="http://blog.writenothing.com/2008/01/28/100-words-gyroscope/feed/" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" />
	<link>http://blog.writenothing.com/2008/01/28/100-words-gyroscope/</link>
	<description>Writing and I have a love/hate relationship. And by that I mean hate/hate/love. But I'm gonna do it anyways... so you might as well come along for the ride</description>
	<lastBuildDate>Sat, 28 May 2011 21:41:13 +0000</lastBuildDate>
	<sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod>
	<sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency>
	<generator>http://wordpress.org/?v=3.1.3</generator>
	<item>
		<title>By: Barbara</title>
		<link>http://blog.writenothing.com/2008/01/28/100-words-gyroscope/comment-page-1/#comment-152</link>
		<dc:creator>Barbara</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 10 Feb 2008 19:40:07 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://writing.yulebomb.net/2008/01/28/100-words-gyroscope/#comment-152</guid>
		<description>&lt;p&gt;Your 100-word shorts are all arresting for their sounds, their images their fullness of thought and feeling, but there&#039;s something really extraordinary here about the way you create an entire experience in a place with a people unlike yourself--gyroscopic blood and familiar as their own pulse are exacting phrases that stay with me and conjure up an image of such specificity that I am transported to a place I&#039;ve never seen.  Lovely.&lt;/p&gt;
</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Your 100-word shorts are all arresting for their sounds, their images their fullness of thought and feeling, but there&#8217;s something really extraordinary here about the way you create an entire experience in a place with a people unlike yourself&#8211;gyroscopic blood and familiar as their own pulse are exacting phrases that stay with me and conjure up an image of such specificity that I am transported to a place I&#8217;ve never seen.  Lovely.</p>]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
</channel>
</rss>

