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		<title>The Hunted</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 05 Feb 2013 19:16:41 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Kelly K @ Writing w/ Chaos</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Whispered words jolted Sayre awake. A twig snapped, then another. He surveyed his surroundings. The thick bush chosen during the black was now riddled with holes of light, its arms reaching to embrace him. One touched his leg, its beam spotlighting cracks in the dried muck coating his body. Sayre&#8217;s camouflage would last one more… <a href="http://writingwithchaos.com/2013/02/the-hunted/" rel="bookmark">more</a>]]></description>
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		<title>Good-bye, Mr. Dick</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Jan 2013 06:32:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Kelly K @ Writing w/ Chaos</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[“Come on Ree, live a little.” Jackie waved the shot of tequila in front of me—my third—and smirked. “Mr. Dick would have hated it.” “Jackie, I don’t think—,” Livvy said, stopping as I tossed the burning liquid down my throat. Her shoulders shifted, signaling the sigh of frustration I couldn&#8217;t hear over the 80’s one-hit-wonders blaring in… <a href="http://writingwithchaos.com/2013/01/grouchomarxprompt/" rel="bookmark">more</a>]]></description>
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		<title>The Five and the Phoenix</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Aug 2012 20:42:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Kelly K @ Writing w/ Chaos</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[This Write on Edge prompt continues the story from The Five and the Graduation. Read it first if you want the whole story. * * * The hungry flames tasted the redhead. Its tongues lapped at her skin, licking her, testing her. The Five watched, hands linked around the unnatural blue blaze meeting the sky,… <a href="http://writingwithchaos.com/2012/08/the-five-and-the-phoenix/" rel="bookmark">more</a>]]></description>
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		<title>I Was Not Good Enough</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Mar 2012 03:39:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Kelly K @ Writing w/ Chaos</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Nonfiction]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[inner critic]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Listen to your mother submission]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Nerves jumped in my stomach, springing off the walls into intricate flips. I squashed the doubt threatening to take over as cyber silence stretched, holding its breath for the awaited email. I threw myself into final revisions for another piece, a fictional one, the contest deadline looming at midnight. I rode the butterflies, siphoning their… <a href="http://writingwithchaos.com/2012/03/i-was-not-good-enough/" rel="bookmark">more</a>]]></description>
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		<title>The Five and the Graduation</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2012 17:40:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Kelly K @ Writing w/ Chaos</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[They scattered, ants afraid of the large drops leaking from the swollen sky. They fled to their cars, not even taking the time to say good-bye as they peeled away. The hungry wind caught a half empty bag of chips and lifted it away for snack. Empty beer cans clinked together as the beach toasted… <a href="http://writingwithchaos.com/2012/02/the-five-and-the-graduation/" rel="bookmark">more</a>]]></description>
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		<title>F**king Perfect</title>
		<link>http://writingwithchaos.com/2012/02/pink-fucking-perfect/?utm_source=rss&#038;utm_medium=rss&#038;utm_campaign=pink-fucking-perfect</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Feb 2012 04:35:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Kelly K @ Writing w/ Chaos</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[This continues Anna&#8217;s story, first seen in Worst Topping Ever and then in False Alarm. Her mother’s three inch heels echoed off the lockers, the halls emptied for the day. Anna fought to keep up with the angry pace and stumbled, tripping on her skirt. “Don’t dawdle. I’m already going to be ten minutes late to… <a href="http://writingwithchaos.com/2012/02/pink-fucking-perfect/" rel="bookmark">more</a>]]></description>
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		<title>Because You Called</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Feb 2012 06:55:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Kelly K @ Writing w/ Chaos</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[“Kelly, I need you.” Her voice was soft and desperate. “Bobs, are you home?” The phone greeted my question with silence. “Bobbi? Are you at home?” Not even a whisper. “I’ll be right there.” I went into motion, grabbing my keys, purse, and laptop within seconds. “Hon, I’m going to Bobbi’s. She needs me,” I… <a href="http://writingwithchaos.com/2012/02/because-you-called/" rel="bookmark">more</a>]]></description>
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		<title>The Queen&#8217;s Tears</title>
		<link>http://writingwithchaos.com/2012/01/the-queens-tears/?utm_source=rss&#038;utm_medium=rss&#038;utm_campaign=the-queens-tears</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Jan 2012 05:15:41 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Kelly K @ Writing w/ Chaos</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Fiction]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[fairytale]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[“Mama. Tell me ‘boud da pwincess again.” My daughter paused. “Pweas?” “Sure, honey.” I forced my limbs to move, leaving the unforgiving chair and crossing the room. I scooted onto the bed, her tiny frame a puzzle piece fitting into my side.  “Once upon a time there was a very brave princess named Priscilla.” “Dats… <a href="http://writingwithchaos.com/2012/01/the-queens-tears/" rel="bookmark">more</a>]]></description>
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		<slash:comments>24</slash:comments>
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		<title>CSI: Motherhood</title>
		<link>http://writingwithchaos.com/2012/01/csi-motherhood/?utm_source=rss&#038;utm_medium=rss&#038;utm_campaign=csi-motherhood</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Jan 2012 18:24:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Kelly K @ Writing w/ Chaos</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[CSI: Motherhood &#8211; Crime solver. Clean-up crew. Judge. Jailer. Parole Officer. Therapist. Teacher. Giver of hugs. Unpaid. No sick leave. * * * * * You creative people were to come up with a title and tagline that captures your life, or a moment from your life. That’s it. <a href="http://writingwithchaos.com/2012/01/csi-motherhood/" rel="bookmark">more</a>]]></description>
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		<title>Please Pass the Flask</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 09 Dec 2011 16:32:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Kelly K @ Writing w/ Chaos</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The doorbell rang. I ran over the floor. &#8220;Merry Christmas!&#8221; I heard as I opened the door. My sister, her husband, their twins plus one other. Were laden with gifts and my elderly mother. &#8220;Bah humbug!&#8221; she yelled, shaking her cane. &#8220;I raised you with manners. Get me out of this rain!&#8221; The wind whipped… <a href="http://writingwithchaos.com/2011/12/please-pass-the-flask/" rel="bookmark">more</a>]]></description>
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