<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985445309473075023</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 09 Nov 2018 21:39:16 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>family</category><category>six word summer</category><category>quotes</category><category>resolutions</category><category>published</category><category>devotional</category><category>for your journal</category><category>Hear It Use It</category><category>books</category><category>interesting tidbit</category><category>citizenship</category><title>Karna Converse</title><description>~~~ a sampling of my writing and an occasional post about what&#39;s on my mind ~~~</description><link>http://www.karnaconverse.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Karna Converse)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985445309473075023.post-9130814385556087490</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Aug 2018 20:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-11-09T15:39:16.805-06:00</atom:updated><title>Adding &quot;Former&quot; to My Title</title><atom:summary type="text">








It&#39;s hard to know, just exactly, when it&#39;s time to end a volunteer commitment, but I&#39;d been thinking of ending my service with Literary Mama for about a year before I finally said goodbye to the all-volunteer staff this past June. The challenge was to determine the best way to transition to new leadership without disrupting the workflow and overwhelming the staff.

I think we succeeded. </atom:summary><link>http://www.karnaconverse.com/2018/08/adding-former-to-my-title.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karna Converse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O1XiWhxTq44/W-X-b95cYDI/AAAAAAAAJPU/WOQ2Ytiz_1YFBypdNlz4QRR4CJmj2NwqgCLcBGAs/s72-c/2017.png" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985445309473075023.post-4283573988158717698</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2015 13:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-02-20T07:11:52.406-06:00</atom:updated><title>10 Years; 4,264 Posts</title><atom:summary type="text">

Ideas are a dime a dozen; what truly matters is how an idea is executed. The greatest idea in the world doesn’t stand a chance if there isn’t knowledge behind what happens from the conception in your mind to delivery on the newsstand.

                                                                          -- Samir &quot;Mr. Magazine&quot; Husni





Last year, past and present Literary Mama editors </atom:summary><link>http://www.karnaconverse.com/2015/02/10-years-4264-posts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karna Converse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dho4YtqADJY/VOO4mwxhswI/AAAAAAAADE0/yBolZtNQxjY/s72-c/Map%2Bworld%2Bwithout%2BGinny_Feb%2B2015.png" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985445309473075023.post-1253156646844827288</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Sep 2014 20:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-01-30T13:48:44.068-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">published</category><title>8 years, 43 issues</title><atom:summary type="text">

It’s hard to believe Our Iowa is celebrating its 8th birthday this fall. 





This is noteworthy, Publisher Roy Reiman and Editor Jerry Wiebel write in the October/November 2014 issue, considering that 60% of new magazines don’t make it to their first birthday and only 20% are still around after 5 years. And because, they add, “we started Our Iowa in the fall of 2007—at the start of one of the</atom:summary><link>http://www.karnaconverse.com/2014/09/8-years-43-issues.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karna Converse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gL_Cam23-RY/VCRqRmnDQ6I/AAAAAAAADAU/RE-bi24TYx0/s72-c/TasteOfHome0001.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985445309473075023.post-3685345556288285241</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Jul 2014 01:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-01-30T13:48:44.072-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><title>A Watershed Moment</title><atom:summary type="text">





No more glasses! After 43 years of corrective vision, including 29 of contact lenses wear, I no longer need to reach for a pair of glasses before I get out of bed. 



In June, I had refractive lensectomy surgery, a procedure that is similar to cataract surgery; my natural lenses were removed and replaced with synthetic ones. The decision to do so wasn’t easy and more than a dozen years in </atom:summary><link>http://www.karnaconverse.com/2014/07/a-watershed-moment.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karna Converse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z2Y0rByJQoU/U8hFEW_ElXI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/I9aySWJUQf4/s72-c/NeedsGlasses_3.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985445309473075023.post-5725803157532329938</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2014 21:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-01-30T13:49:13.713-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">for your journal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">quotes</category><title>An Octopus has Arms, a Squid has Tentacles</title><atom:summary type="text">




“To the family—that dear octopus from whose tentacles we never quite escape nor, in our inmost hearts, ever quite wish to.”
              from Dear Octopus: A Comedy in Three Acts
              Written by Dodie Smith
              1896-1990




When I purchased my new computer last summer, I was sure I’d become proficient in Skype and Google Hangouts, confident that my updated technology </atom:summary><link>http://www.karnaconverse.com/2014/05/an-octopus-has-arms-squid-has-tentacles.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karna Converse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dMybCa27TJo/U4y9FemBw_I/AAAAAAAAC5c/eK_i-UDj3t4/s72-c/IMG_3109+cropped.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985445309473075023.post-2672704707616225335</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 May 2014 19:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-01-30T13:49:13.702-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">published</category><title>Thoughts on Motherhood</title><atom:summary type="text">


Brain, Child Magazine editors asked Literary Mama editors to contribute to their What Is Motherhood? blog series. Here&#39;s my response to the universal question:  What does motherhood mean to you?


Storms and Sunsets

When you live in the Midwest, you mark time by wind chill and heat index and in inches of rain and snow. You consider road conditions before heading out to the basketball games, </atom:summary><link>http://www.karnaconverse.com/2014/05/thoughts-on-motherhood.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karna Converse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZhFmOk2Tpgg/U2l29wtU-KI/AAAAAAAAC4U/R747_dCynGA/s72-c/colage+2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985445309473075023.post-2888659750038326040</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 May 2014 14:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-01-30T13:49:13.706-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">interesting tidbit</category><title>Conversations with Teenagers</title><atom:summary type="text">








More often than not, my family laughs out loud at the Sunday newspaper’s comic strip, Zits.  Last Sunday’s artwork didn’t have me rolling on the floor, but it did make an interesting commentary on the texting, snap chatting, status-updating climate in which we’re raising our children. The implication is “Yes, he knows how to communicate.”



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In mid-February, Andrea Frantz, Jasmine Bautista, and I welcomed eight students to the public library’s meeting room. We told them how happy we were that they wanted to become naturalized citizens and they, in turn, told us why they had decided to sign up for our Citizenship Class.





“It’s time,” said one.  He’s lived in Storm Lake for 17 years but came to the United States from El </atom:summary><link>http://www.karnaconverse.com/2014/04/citizenship-and-civics-101.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karna Converse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JLrU-mbKu5Q/Uz1hHNBvF4I/AAAAAAAAC20/9BKO5Q5ZyhY/s72-c/FMeyer+Certificate+of+Citizenship0001.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985445309473075023.post-8969566291698883118</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Nov 2013 16:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-01-30T13:49:13.724-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">published</category><title>Essay featured at This I Believe</title><atom:summary type="text">&lt;!-- AddThis Button BEGIN --&gt;



In 2005, I took National Public Radio’s challenge to craft an essay of personal belief. The project—This I Believe—was designed around Edward Murrow’s 1950s series of the same title in which he’d featured essays from both leading figures of the times (including Helen Keller, Eleanor Roosevelt, Harry S. Truman, and Albert Einstein) and the everyday person. 

The </atom:summary><link>http://www.karnaconverse.com/2013/11/essay-featured-at-this-i-believe.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karna Converse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uzchj2EF3zA/UnkQQrutbeI/AAAAAAAACTE/sgiBLKGEQe8/s72-c/harvest+bee0001.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985445309473075023.post-2067637863567189128</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Aug 2013 20:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-01-30T13:49:13.698-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><title>Goofy, Mickey Mouse, or Pluto?</title><atom:summary type="text">&lt;!-- AddThis Button BEGIN --&gt;







Three years ago, on Labor Day weekend, I helped one of my sons clean his room in preparation for a re-organization and repainting project. We filled six big boxes of the things he’d collected during his 16 years-- rocks, feathers, shells, coins, ticket stubs, baseball cards, football cards, baseballs, golf balls, pennants—and sent one box to the trash and two </atom:summary><link>http://www.karnaconverse.com/2013/08/goofy-mickey-mouse-or-pluto.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karna Converse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R1C0-Ggz38M/UiDpd0U6gCI/AAAAAAAACGE/Mcw1b43TDFk/s72-c/Geoff_Pluto0001.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985445309473075023.post-5826696461160357733</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Aug 2013 18:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-01-30T13:49:13.717-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">six word summer</category><title>Six Word Summer:  Back to School</title><atom:summary type="text">







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Welcome to Six Word Summer.  




Once a week, I choose one highlight of my week and describe it in six words. That&#39;s it -- no other description or dialogue, no notes about setting or character, no universal message -- I simply capture the memory. Sometime down the road, I&#39;ll flesh out the details and recreate the </atom:summary><link>http://www.karnaconverse.com/2013/08/six-word-summer-back-to-school.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karna Converse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f6QbtpiZGCY/Uheqnk85sTI/AAAAAAAACDo/iw860ifUy_U/s72-c/SWS_9_2013.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985445309473075023.post-8527399034547297024</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Aug 2013 14:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-01-30T13:49:13.721-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">six word summer</category><title>Six Word Summer:  Family Reunion</title><atom:summary type="text">







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Welcome to Six Word Summer.  




Once a week, I choose one highlight of my week and describe it in six words. That&#39;s it -- no other description or dialogue, no notes about setting or character, no universal message -- I simply capture the memory. Sometime down the road, I&#39;ll flesh out the details and recreate the </atom:summary><link>http://www.karnaconverse.com/2013/08/six-word-summer-family-reunion.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karna Converse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KPJDmkCqAw4/Ugj1e1Fgk-I/AAAAAAAAB7E/nhbbcp9rwKM/s72-c/SWS_8_2013.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985445309473075023.post-8964180348915522580</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Aug 2013 21:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-01-30T13:49:45.265-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">six word summer</category><title>Six Word Summer:  Banana Bread</title><atom:summary type="text">







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Welcome to Six Word Summer.  




Once a week, I choose one highlight of my week and describe it in six words. That&#39;s it -- no other description or dialogue, no notes about setting or character, no universal message -- I simply capture the memory. Sometime down the road, I&#39;ll flesh out the details and recreate the </atom:summary><link>http://www.karnaconverse.com/2013/08/six-word-summer-banana-bread.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karna Converse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bmRJ_W6b1js/UgLB3U0MIcI/AAAAAAAABwY/9RJwIJrZtZk/s72-c/SWS_7_2013.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985445309473075023.post-8064539903301550920</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Jul 2013 10:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-01-30T13:49:45.258-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">six word summer</category><title>Six Word Summer:  Anniversary</title><atom:summary type="text">







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Welcome to Six Word Summer.  




Once a week, I choose one highlight of my week and describe it in six words. That&#39;s it -- no other description or dialogue, no notes about setting or character, no universal message -- I simply capture the memory. Sometime down the road, I&#39;ll flesh out the details and recreate the </atom:summary><link>http://www.karnaconverse.com/2013/07/six-word-summer-anniversary.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karna Converse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EPMOv6xglak/Uebuq830xhI/AAAAAAAABtg/eTr5WXAWvCQ/s72-c/SWS_6_2013.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985445309473075023.post-4769545684328753665</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Jul 2013 21:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-01-30T13:49:45.253-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">six word summer</category><title>Six Word Summer: Birthday Gift </title><atom:summary type="text">





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Welcome to Six Word Summer.  




Once a week, I choose one highlight of my week and describe it in six words. That&#39;s it -- no other description or dialogue, no notes about setting or character, no universal message -- I simply capture the memory. Sometime down the road, I&#39;ll flesh out the details and recreate the </atom:summary><link>http://www.karnaconverse.com/2013/07/six-word-summer-birthday-gift.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karna Converse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-68opTdOR5xw/UeMdzeZu6aI/AAAAAAAABs8/UrGiR5w9Obc/s72-c/Snip_50+Things.JPG" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985445309473075023.post-8340993003254486892</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Jun 2013 13:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-01-30T13:52:08.942-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">six word summer</category><title>Six Word Summer:  Vacation</title><atom:summary type="text">







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Welcome to Six Word Summer.  




Once a week, I choose one highlight of my week and describe it in six words. That&#39;s it -- no other description or dialogue, no notes about setting or character, no universal message -- I simply capture the memory. Sometime down the road, I&#39;ll flesh out the details and recreate the </atom:summary><link>http://www.karnaconverse.com/2013/06/six-word-summer-vacation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karna Converse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zEQNHnuGsvM/Uc7hukzmrtI/AAAAAAAABsI/5e03fA2xFN8/s72-c/SWS_4_2013.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985445309473075023.post-2222096554875110156</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Jun 2013 12:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-01-30T13:49:45.245-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">six word summer</category><title>Six  Word Summer: Sunshine!</title><atom:summary type="text">



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Welcome to Six Word Summer.  




Once a week, I choose one highlight of my week and describe it in six words. That&#39;s it -- no other description or dialogue, no notes about setting or character, no universal message -- I simply capture the memory. Sometime down the road, I&#39;ll flesh out the details and recreate the </atom:summary><link>http://www.karnaconverse.com/2013/06/six-word-summer-sunshine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karna Converse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NwFuFkOCP_8/Ub0dH1QyjjI/AAAAAAAABrw/pM7bAeyk_iA/s72-c/SWS_3_2013.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985445309473075023.post-1366480850801646114</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Jun 2013 00:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-01-30T13:49:45.241-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">six word summer</category><title>Six Word Summer:  I&#39;ve been sorting toys ...</title><atom:summary type="text">




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Welcome to Six Word Summer.  




Once a week, I choose one highlight of my week and describe it in six words. That&#39;s it -- no other description or dialogue, no notes about setting or character, no universal message -- I simply capture the memory. Sometime down the road, I&#39;ll flesh out the details and recreate the </atom:summary><link>http://www.karnaconverse.com/2013/06/six-word-summer-ive-been-sorting-toys.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karna Converse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MHdnZruzy2M/UbUgWjDBDUI/AAAAAAAABrI/PIiDjbP3c9w/s72-c/SWS_2_2013.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985445309473075023.post-8986017772775465745</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Jun 2013 12:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-01-30T13:49:45.269-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">six word summer</category><title>Six Word Summer: It&#39;s been raining ...</title><atom:summary type="text">









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Welcome to Six Word Summer.  

Once a week, I choose one highlight of my week and describe it in six words. That&#39;s it -- no other description or dialogue, no notes about setting or character, no universal message -- I simply capture the memory. Sometime down the road, I&#39;ll flesh out the details and recreate the </atom:summary><link>http://www.karnaconverse.com/2013/06/six-word-summer-its-been-raining.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karna Converse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cqLCMFzlrSU/UadfeUyGNtI/AAAAAAAABps/cm57jGFXGO8/s72-c/SWS_01_2013.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985445309473075023.post-2648008495342454555</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 May 2013 14:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-01-30T13:49:45.249-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">quotes</category><title>Quotable: Oscar Wilde</title><atom:summary type="text">


“All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That’s his.”



                                         Oscar Wilde

                                         1854-1900

                                         Irish dramatist and poet

                                         From The Importance of Being Earnest: A Trivial Comedy for Serious People (Act 1)





My </atom:summary><link>http://www.karnaconverse.com/2013/05/quotable-oscar-wilde.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karna Converse)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985445309473075023.post-6151694166181050437</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 May 2013 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-01-30T13:50:51.455-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">interesting tidbit</category><title>The Spirit of the Game </title><atom:summary type="text">
Within his first week of college, three years ago, our oldest decided to join the Ultimate Frisbee team.  Nate played with an intramurals team in high school but quickly learned that what he’d played and what they played at Luther College differed greatly.  He entered college without a basic understanding of “cutter,” “pull,” or “lead handler” but he’s learned fast and has found Ultimate to be a</atom:summary><link>http://www.karnaconverse.com/2013/05/the-spirit-of-game.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karna Converse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n43qJPCxiSk/UYbAXUCkoZI/AAAAAAAABjM/mjHbyHWZN78/s72-c/Ultimate_Collage.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985445309473075023.post-4547133929816478273</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Apr 2013 16:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-01-30T13:50:51.431-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">quotes</category><title>I Should Ask Mom; I&#39;ll Bet There&#39;s a Story Here  </title><atom:summary type="text">







  


I have a hard time imagining that my great uncle Everett appreciated the 70-page booklet of classical poems he was awarded in 1931 as “Champion Speller of District 27.”  

The booklet would have fit snugly in his front shirt pocket had he carried it that closely to his heart, but it’s in pristine condition. There’s no broken spine. No ear-marked pages. No pencil markings of favorite </atom:summary><link>http://www.karnaconverse.com/2013/04/i-should-ask-mom-ill-bet-theres-story.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karna Converse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sfKzOZMOr6U/UWrMa3X5NcI/AAAAAAAABek/m5N2dHfLnHA/s72-c/Winter+Rose_Channing+Quote.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985445309473075023.post-3889042131360665489</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Mar 2013 21:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-01-30T13:50:51.424-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">books</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><title>My Karna Bookshelf </title><atom:summary type="text">

I read many of the books recommended to me by friends and always have one or two titles to share in return. I’ve collected “best of” lists from writer’s workshops, publishers, periodicals, and arts councils and turn to them often for choices deemed “must reads” by one literary authority or another. 

  

I usually like the recommended book and can understand why it resonated with a friend or </atom:summary><link>http://www.karnaconverse.com/2013/03/my-karna-bookshelf.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karna Converse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-90skEAlA5k8/UUDgW0pCZPI/AAAAAAAABZM/L0tIYymMRxk/s72-c/Bookshelf2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985445309473075023.post-5914571683353292051</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Feb 2013 22:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-01-30T13:50:51.448-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><title>The 21st Birthday</title><atom:summary type="text">Sometime around their birthdays, I write each of my children a letter that details the highlights of their year and the who-we-were, where-we-lived, and what-we-dids of our family.  By the time I write my last letter, at age 18, each child has a book of handwritten memories and a brief statement about my hopes and wishes for their future.



I always thought 18 the appropriate age for my final </atom:summary><link>http://www.karnaconverse.com/2013/02/the-21st-birthday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karna Converse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLPxZlsPJiw/UQv3zI03riI/AAAAAAAABE4/Uz37UwAN224/s72-c/Traffic+Signs_1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985445309473075023.post-578155563604326488</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Jan 2013 09:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-01-30T13:50:51.445-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">resolutions</category><title>One Word Resolution</title><atom:summary type="text">








I’ve participated in the wellness program offered by my husband’s employer for the past six years. The annual goal is to earn 10,000 points by tracking doctor’s appointments, eating habits, spiritual discipline, and physical activity; the benefit is a reduced health insurance premium.  The program was my incentive to start walking, but I don’t have any health or weight concerns that make</atom:summary><link>http://www.karnaconverse.com/2013/01/one-word-resolution.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Karna Converse)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XGUP0Vo54JY/UOdJ6EaKxRI/AAAAAAAABDA/sP3BJkxrL8I/s72-c/One+Word_Walk06.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item></channel></rss>