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		<title>Donor: Part 11</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Feb 2009 23:00:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Continued from Parts 1-10 Amanda glanced at the back seat. Michael’s face had some color back, and he took deep, even breaths. She looked back to the road before her. Although the rain had stopped, the pavement remained wet with puddles glaring in her headlights. She double-checked the directions Doc had supplied before helping her [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mjtwainstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4332653&amp;post=496&amp;subd=mjtwainstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>When It Rains&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jan 2009 05:09:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8230;it pours. I just haven&#8217;t been able to write this week. Writer&#8217;s block, fatigue, and&#8211;ahem&#8211;the evil Facebook plague of laziness. Okay, I&#8217;m also doing classwork and trying not to let the kids destroy the world. Maybe the Facebooking isn&#8217;t all bad. Right? Right?! Okay, it is. I do hereby resolve to behave! Posted in Uncategorized<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mjtwainstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4332653&amp;post=494&amp;subd=mjtwainstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Green Patches: Part 1 of 2</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Jan 2009 05:05:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>MJ Twain</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[She carried green patches everywhere she went. My friends and I used to stare at her between classes, watching the slow roll of her hips, the sway of her waist-length hair. All she needed was a tie-dye shirt and open-toed sandals. The strange thing about Lily was that she didn’t care what we thought. As [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mjtwainstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4332653&amp;post=488&amp;subd=mjtwainstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Bugs in the Family Go &#8216;Round and &#8216;Round</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Jan 2009 05:52:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Thankfully,  nobody is seriously sick, but man oh man, I am tired. I haven&#8217;t been able to shake it all day. I will try to get rolling again tomorrow! I owe you, my readers, more fiction! Posted in Uncategorized<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mjtwainstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4332653&amp;post=486&amp;subd=mjtwainstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Journal</title>
		<link>http://mjtwainstories.wordpress.com/2009/01/17/the-journal-part-1/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Jan 2009 05:03:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Books smell great. Well, most of them. Some have an acidic tang that burns the nostrils. Most books, however, appeal to the nose. Paperbacks tend to be dry and dusty, while textbooks smell of printing press and computer lab. Every bound volume has its own aroma, a blend of its origins and all points thereafter. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mjtwainstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4332653&amp;post=480&amp;subd=mjtwainstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Oops!</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Jan 2009 06:26:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Well, I didn&#8217;t get to writing today. I&#8217;m taking classes for web design, so homework ended up coming first. I&#8217;m kind of ticked at myself for not getting to it. Then again, I was rather taken with &#8220;The Hudson Miracle&#8221; today. Hokey smokes, that was amazing! If there&#8217;s such a thing as a good plane [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mjtwainstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4332653&amp;post=477&amp;subd=mjtwainstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Ogre</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 Jan 2009 05:29:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[“I’m no monster. Sure, and the wee humans go runnin’ when they see me ugly arse, but I wouldna harm a one.” Tosh pulled tender young leaves from a plucked branch, alternately smashing them between her stubby fingers and tossing them into the breeze. Next to her, Rua concentrated on the daisy held in her [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mjtwainstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4332653&amp;post=467&amp;subd=mjtwainstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Donor: Part 10</title>
		<link>http://mjtwainstories.wordpress.com/2009/01/13/donor-part-10/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Jan 2009 05:44:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Rig was cold. He opened his eyes as little as possible—just enough to get a clue to his whereabouts. A plastine bumper was parked inches from his face. Beyond the car was another, and, presumably, another. It came to his fuzzed mind that the coldness had to do with the concrete upon which he’d been [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mjtwainstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4332653&amp;post=464&amp;subd=mjtwainstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Night Blizzard</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2009 05:27:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My toes are frozen. Sneakers don’t hold snow out, jeans invite it in. Wind shoots down my neck where there used to be a hood. If I get out of this, I won’t remove another hood ever again. I don’t care if it does look lame. I don’t know how I’ll get back into the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mjtwainstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4332653&amp;post=460&amp;subd=mjtwainstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Donor: Part 9</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Jan 2009 05:57:11 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>MJ Twain</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Please see Parts 1-8 first. Thanks! “Again?” Michael stiffened. “You’ve been involved with the Donor program?” Amanda shot to her feet across the den. Terrible suspicions burst into his frayed thoughts. That she knew someone who was familiar with the program was a hell of a coincidence. Doc straightened. The many wrinkles crisscrossing his face [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=mjtwainstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=4332653&amp;post=454&amp;subd=mjtwainstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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