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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074421339775604133</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 07 Jul 2011 22:06:50 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>goals</category><category>NaNoWriMo</category><category>productivity</category><category>introduction</category><category>novel</category><category>short fiction</category><category>writing</category><category>commuting</category><category>fitness</category><category>rant</category><category>thoughts</category><title>A Page Per Day</title><description>My unofficial "official" writer's blog</description><link>http://apageperday.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Angelique)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/apageperday" /><feedburner:info uri="apageperday" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074421339775604133.post-6112728926100095496</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Jun 2010 00:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-09T20:21:52.738-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">rant</category><title>Why does it feel like the walls are closing in?</title><atom:summary>Is it wrong for a writers to want their own spaces? Does it make us wrong to want a small nook in the house that we can call our own? A place where we can work our craft in an environment that fuels our creativity? These are some of the questions I am sitting here asking myself, locked in my bedroom, hoping – for five minutes at least—that the world is held back behind the wooden barrier.  I feel</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/apageperday/~3/XIygyY5vbE4/why-does-it-feel-like-walls-are-closing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Trinae A Ross)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/apageperday/~4/XIygyY5vbE4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://apageperday.blogspot.com/2010/06/why-does-it-feel-like-walls-are-closing.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074421339775604133.post-892622400603531044</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Jun 2010 01:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-03T21:08:09.319-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">thoughts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">novel</category><title>Oh, yeah…I’m a writer, too</title><atom:summary>Wow, almost four months passed since I updated this post. Don't worry, I haven't been lazy. I spent the time working on First Step Press-related things. We have a new website over there (http://fspressonline.org) along with websites for Stepping Stones Magazine: ALMIA and Crimson Rivers Magazine. 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(Quick, someone hand me an award.) I spent the last week digging out from under two feet of snow. Since I live on one of the blocks that my city likes to neglect, the street is thick with five inches of ice. Nevertheless, I managed to clear my walk and my car. I have those small victories in my corner.   With the snow </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/apageperday/~3/surw0mIwhPM/digging-out-from-under-piles-of-snow.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Trinae A Ross)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/apageperday/~4/surw0mIwhPM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://apageperday.blogspot.com/2010/02/digging-out-from-under-piles-of-snow.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074421339775604133.post-2970878420608818163</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Feb 2010 02:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-16T21:19:39.121-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">rant</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">thoughts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">writing</category><title>A page per day? Yeah…tell me another one</title><atom:summary>Okay, I dropped the ball. There, it's out the way and now I can move forward. I haven't been writing as much as I should. Let me rephrase that. I haven't been writing as much as I need to be writing. I want to be a writer. To call myself a writer, I need to write. It sounds simple, but I need to get back to sticking with my writing schedule. Sure, it makes me a bit of a recluse, but at least my </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/apageperday/~3/N-oiIJG6Rbc/page-per-day-yeahtell-me-another-one.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Trinae A Ross)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/apageperday/~4/N-oiIJG6Rbc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://apageperday.blogspot.com/2010/02/page-per-day-yeahtell-me-another-one.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074421339775604133.post-8795525648721381901</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Jan 2010 02:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-11T21:13:32.061-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">productivity</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">goals</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fitness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">writing</category><title>Shaping up for a productive year</title><atom:summary>I sat around with friends, talking about our goals for the new year. As resolutions flowed like morning coffee, I thought about my own pursuits for the year. I'm not without my own list of promises, but they are more geared to what I want to accomplish by the end of the year. My goals are focused between two major themes, writing and working out.I usually exercise from January through October; </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/apageperday/~3/dfUNPFlnh-s/shaping-up-for-productive-year.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Trinae A Ross)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/apageperday/~4/dfUNPFlnh-s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://apageperday.blogspot.com/2010/01/shaping-up-for-productive-year.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074421339775604133.post-3010857851447183494</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Dec 2009 05:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-05T00:57:19.471-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">thoughts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">goals</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">writing</category><title>Where to go from here</title><atom:summary>After writing the NaNoWrimo post yesterday, I thought about where my writing life was headed and where I wanted it to be. Like may writers, I want to be paid for my efforts. That is slowly starting to happen. After NaNo, I realized that I do want to write a novel. I have started that with both Ascension Into Darkness and (more recently) Racing the Rain. I know I need stay consistent with my </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/apageperday/~3/Vm3I4YVgXK0/where-to-go-from-here.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Trinae A Ross)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/apageperday/~4/Vm3I4YVgXK0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://apageperday.blogspot.com/2009/12/where-to-go-from-here.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074421339775604133.post-312913934623593230</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 22:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-05T00:58:10.024-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">thoughts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaNoWriMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">short fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">novel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">writing</category><title>Reflections on NaNoWriMo</title><atom:summary>NaNoWriMo has come and gone. For those unfamiliar with the literary pilgrimage, it is a writing event that takes place during the month of November. For 30 days, writer embark on a journey to write a novel of at least 50 thousand words. It's a rough journey that truly tests a writer's mettle. 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My car is out of commission for the time being and, until I get it fixed, I depend on Septa to get me to and from work. In that time I found that I have been increasingly productive with my writing. It's a relaxing experience. I don't have to fuss with traffic or anything like that. 

While there isn't much I like about taking public transit, I do </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/apageperday/~3/GelGm8F-FDw/commuting-to-work.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angelique)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/apageperday/~4/GelGm8F-FDw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://apageperday.blogspot.com/2009/10/commuting-to-work.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074421339775604133.post-9093257255736770909</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 19:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-15T15:44:27.419-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">thoughts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">writing</category><title>Wait...I have been writing</title><atom:summary>Yesterday I was looking at the lack of entries in my blog and wondered where the writing had gone. The purpose of the blog was to encourage (force) me to write more. I wanted to use the blog as a starting point for writing poems, stories and articles. Well, it worked, sort of.I realized the other day that I have been writing, quite a bit actually. My profile is filled with over 20 articles I </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/apageperday/~3/m5zYHH321nY/waiti-have-been-writing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angelique)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/apageperday/~4/m5zYHH321nY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://apageperday.blogspot.com/2009/09/waiti-have-been-writing.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074421339775604133.post-700368515386187375</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Aug 2009 17:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-20T21:49:58.265-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">short fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fitness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">writing</category><title>Getting back into (writing) shape</title><atom:summary>  Saturday I returned to the gym with a renewed sense of purpose. It was six weeks since I took a break to work on the magazine and I knew I picked up a few pounds while stuck in front of the computer for upwards of 13 hours per day. (In truth, I gained six pounds.) While I am not overweight (I am a bit of a weightlifting nerd) I could stand to drop a few.  Besides, I love the feeling after a </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/apageperday/~3/puYcCO_SduM/getting-back-into-writing-shape.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angelique)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/apageperday/~4/puYcCO_SduM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://apageperday.blogspot.com/2009/08/getting-back-into-writing-shape.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4074421339775604133.post-3116061952247997916</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Aug 2009 15:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-12T12:01:36.171-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">introduction</category><title>Welcome to both my journey and project</title><atom:summary>Writing is my passion. It's also my job. I write because I love it and I can't see myself doing anything other than waking up before first light, pouring a cup of coffee and traveling to whatever world I create on that day. A writer's world is a wonderful place to visit. Don't get me wrong, these places may not be peaches a cream with proverbial white picket fences and the average nuclear family.</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/apageperday/~3/EOEvbFCP95I/welcome-to-both-my-journey-and-project.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angelique)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/apageperday/~4/EOEvbFCP95I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://apageperday.blogspot.com/2009/08/welcome-to-both-my-journey-and-project.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

