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	<title>I Am the Work</title>
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	<description>the written by-products of my own creative evolution</description>
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		<title>Stretching into the Past</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Oct 2009 17:27:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Watching you stretch, I saw
in that simple, basic behavior all
the many yous that have stretched: 
the tiny child,
the scampering girl,
the inward adolescent,
the young woman exulting in her body,
the mother after a long day,
the artist, the writer up from her desk—
all different and all the same and together
in the same energy, the same stretch.









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		<title>What&#8217;s all this about God, then?</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 18:34:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Philosophy - general]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Karen Armstrong has written a number of fascinating treatises on the spiritual in human history—the nature and purpose of religion itself. In her newest she looks at how God has been changed by our modern world, and how this new God seems to serve so many people so poorly that they&#8217;ve eschewed him/her/it.
I like Karen [...]]]></description>
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		<title>I loved flying saucers when I was a kid</title>
		<link>http://williamchardy.com/?p=75</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 15:09:38 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>WCH</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Touchstones]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[In the 60s the space race and the UFO craze were in full swing, and aside from their sleek coolness—obviously space ships but able to fly around easily in the air (and sometimes even the water) and full of intriguing, mysterious gadgets—flying saucers were the key to fearsome powers and fantastic places.
I still like flying [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Mimi</title>
		<link>http://williamchardy.com/?p=71</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Sep 2009 20:42:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>WCH</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Poetry and lyrics]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I never read to her
—the patch under her skin
—the terror
—the birdlike cries.
I write of her now,
but she will never know.
But I do what I can,
help in the only way I know how,
to assuage her mortality.









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		<title>Ya doesnt has ta register</title>
		<link>http://williamchardy.com/?p=69</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 31 Aug 2009 13:59:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[About the blog]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[For any who might actually be reading this blog (and you both know who you are): you can now add your comments without registering for the site. So please do.
Love n kisses.









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		<title>Rapunzel</title>
		<link>http://williamchardy.com/?p=64</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 28 Aug 2009 18:46:11 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>WCH</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Notes on fiction]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[After a blurb I wrote for Daedalus Books, I had some ideas about the story:
 &#8221;In translucent paintings with swirling textures of tresses and brambles, the Brothers Grimm story of Rapunzel is retold here for readers up to 8. Taken by a witch in revenge for the theft of a few lettuces, Rapunzel is kept prisoner in [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Remembrance of Lives Past</title>
		<link>http://williamchardy.com/?p=59</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 27 Aug 2009 17:51:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>WCH</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Notes on fiction]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[In honor of a friend who recently brought up an Interesting Topic, I offer this from my notebook of unfinished stories:
 
07-06-09: A book of photographs suddenly, shockingly re-orients a man into a past life. He recognizes it immediately—can not only name the people and places in the photos but knows their voices, their laughs—but the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Heather read me a PostSecret last night&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://williamchardy.com/?p=57</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Aug 2009 03:57:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[&#8230;about a young woman who always told the children she was babysitting that she turned into a mermaid at night, and they believed her.
What if one little boy went on believing her, even after he had grown and she told him it was all a game? What if he loved her and believed in her [...]]]></description>
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		<title>O capricious brain</title>
		<link>http://williamchardy.com/?p=45</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Apr 2009 18:16:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was supposed to be working yesterday but my mind would not focus on book blurbs. It wanted to think about Heather&#8217;s art projects, it wanted to think about stories I am writing, it wanted to think about boys and girls.
 
One poem started to flow out, about how a boy with a girl riding on [...]]]></description>
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		<title>&#8220;The Writer&#8217;s Almanac,&#8221; and Raspberry Arizona Iced Tea</title>
		<link>http://williamchardy.com/?p=43</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Mar 2009 19:23:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The two cultural artifacts of the title resonate with my time of fractured living—the still, dry, blanched season when love fractured my soul and I shattered my life.
There is a muted palette of non-colors from this time, when flowers were only branches and children were impossibly fragile, sunlight was only filtered and windows were bare, [...]]]></description>
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