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    <link>http://roisinmcauley.com/blog</link>
    <description>Here you'll find my musings about things that interest me, as well as tips about writing, and some short fiction.</description>
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    <dc:creator>hello@roisinmcauley.com</dc:creator>
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    <dc:date>2026-04-06T10:52:00+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[Details matter.]]></title>
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      <description><![CDATA[Don&#39;t risk belief in a story being suspended or abandoned because the reader knows you, the writer, &nbsp;got something wrong. (I write about this elsewhere in my Blog.) When I think about researching details for a novel, or play, these lines&nbsp;from a poem come to&#8230;]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2026-04-06T10:52:00+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[A poem for Good Friday]]></title>
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      <description><![CDATA[Summer had been a free fall Ending there, The empty amphitheatre Of the west. Good Friday We had started out Past shopblinds drawn on the afternoon, Cars stilled outside still churches, Bikes tilting to a wall; We drove by, A dwindling interruption As clappers smacked&#8230;]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2026-04-03T19:18:00+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[Books in my life]]></title>
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      <description><![CDATA[It was an illustrated Alphabet Book, given to my by my cousin who was much the same age&nbsp;&ndash; about two years old. &nbsp;Which means, of course, that the book was actually chosen and given to me&nbsp;by my aunt.&nbsp; Aged three, I became a member of&#8230;]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2026-03-24T06:56:00+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[Spring]]></title>
      <link>https://roisinmcauley.com/blog/view/spring</link>
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      <description><![CDATA[&nbsp; &nbsp;When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; Thrush&rsquo;s eggs look little low heavens, and thrush&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The ear, it strikes like lightnings to hear him sing;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; The glassy peartree leaves and&#8230;]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2026-03-11T19:09:00+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[Christmas]]></title>
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      <description><![CDATA[It features at most length in &#39;French Secrets&#39; and &#39;Finding Home&#39;. Here&#39;s an extract from the latter:&nbsp; I remembered one Christmas Eve, running all around the house, hunting for Henry. I must have been 13 or 14. Henry would have been five. I found him&#8230;]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2025-12-15T11:50:00+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[November]]></title>
      <link>https://roisinmcauley.com/blog/view/november</link>
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      <description><![CDATA[No sun - no moon! No morn - &nbsp;no noon - No dawn - no dusk - no proper time of day. No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease, No comfortable feel in any member -&nbsp; No shade, no shine, butterflies, no bees, No fruits,&#8230;]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2025-11-14T11:37:00+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[Bonfires, Barm Brack and bobbing for apples]]></title>
      <link>https://roisinmcauley.com/blog/view/bonfires-barm-brack-and-bobbing-for-apples</link>
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      <description><![CDATA[Halloween, when I was a child in the 1950s was a night for bonfires, fireworks and fancy dress, bobbing for apples floating in water, or trying to bite an apple hanging on a string. No hands! And barmbrack,&nbsp;b&aacute;ir&iacute;n breac (speckled loaf)&nbsp;​a traditional loaf with dried&#8230;]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2025-10-28T13:42:00+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[My Annus Horribilis]]></title>
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      <description><![CDATA[&nbsp;I&rsquo;ve been in and out of hospital for much of this year. It has been an annus horribilis. I don&rsquo;t remember much about January 2025. It probably rained most days. We didn&rsquo;t go anywhere.&nbsp; In February and March we rented a house in the Var,&#8230;]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2025-10-18T16:45:00+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[Writer&#8217;s Block]]></title>
      <link>https://roisinmcauley.com/blog/view/writers-block</link>
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      <description><![CDATA[I manage only occasionally to write a piece &ndash; like this one &ndash; for my blog. I began each of the paralysed novels in a burst of creativity that deserted me after only two or three chapters. I both cases, I lost the plot.&nbsp; I&#8230;]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2025-06-05T09:44:00+00:00</dc:date>
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      <title><![CDATA[Good Friday]]></title>
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      <description><![CDATA[Am I a stone, and not a sheep, That I can stand, O Christ, beneath Thy cross, To number drop by drop Thy blood&rsquo;s slow loss, And yet not weep? Not so those women loved Who with exceeding grief lamented Thee; Not so fallen Peter&#8230;]]></description>
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      <dc:date>2025-04-18T12:07:00+00:00</dc:date>
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