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	<title>Gerhi Janse van Vuuren's Apolog</title>
	<link>http://www.gerhi.com</link>
	<description>Fiction, Fabrication, Falsehood, Story, Legend, Myth, Truth</description>
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		<title>New Category: Reading</title>
		<description>The Nanowrimo letter for this week is from Jonathan Stroud. He ends his letter thus:
"Those old legendary heroes may not have sat around like us drinking cold coffee and tapping steadily at their keypads, but for them—and for us—it's the journey that's the thing. That's where the fun is."
So, while ...</description>
		<link>http://www.gerhi.com/new-category-reading/</link>
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		<title>Third extract from an unfinished draft novel</title>
		<description>Today I'm posting the third extract from a novel I started during my 2007 Nanowrimo attempt. I got to around 10 000 words on that effort before I gave up due to work pressure. It was a good enough excuse at the time.

I am posting it here pretty much as ...</description>
		<link>http://www.gerhi.com/third-extract-from-an-unfinished-draft-novel/</link>
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		<title>One day behind a year ago</title>
		<description>Yesterday was a very busy day for our family. Therefore I didn't get to post my extract from a year ago. Here it is.

What I posted a year ago as an extract from my 2007 Nanowrimo novel:
Draft Zero - Excerpt #2
Posted by Gerhi Janse van Vuuren on November 2nd, 2007

Piere ...</description>
		<link>http://www.gerhi.com/one-day-behind-a-year-ago/</link>
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		<title>I am going to quit writing</title>
		<description>This is a public statement of a private commitment I made last night before starting my Nanowrimo novel. The commitment was inspired by a post I read on 101 Reasons to Stop Writing.

Reason #8: What’s Your Exit Strategy?

This got me thinking, in conjunction with where I was a year ago ...</description>
		<link>http://www.gerhi.com/i-am-going-to-quit-writing/</link>
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		<title>Nanowrimo extract</title>
		<description>I have decided against posting anything from my Nanowrimo novel on my blog this year. Two reasons:

	I want to keep it slightly more hidden from public view in order to protect the creative process.
	I am intent on creating a marketable manuscript and I want a novel with no publication question ...</description>
		<link>http://www.gerhi.com/nanowrimo-extract/</link>
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		<title>Where I was as a writer one year ago</title>
		<description>A year ago I was on the edge of my seat ready to start with Nanowrimo. At that time I had just started another blog but ended that about halfway through November 2007. But I saved my posts and here is what I wrote a year ago:
The writing is upon ...</description>
		<link>http://www.gerhi.com/writer-one-year-ago/</link>
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		<title>Stabbing at pieces of cake</title>
		<description>I know I can write because I just did it. You didn't see it? Right there. That and that. That This is writing.

Okay not very clever, intelligent, engaging, humorous or amazing writing but still writing. And that is writing as in constructing words into some kind of meaningfulness, not scibbling ...</description>
		<link>http://www.gerhi.com/stabbing-pieces-of-cake/</link>
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		<title>The Bigger Tipper</title>
		<description>Well Cindy, I never though we had a problem with tipping. It was just something we never thought about. We just naturally were big tippers, especially Robert. Sometimes I would think twice about whether the waiter deserved it or not. Not for Robert, for him it didn’t even matter what ...</description>
		<link>http://www.gerhi.com/the-bigger-tipper/</link>
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		<title>Planetary prologue</title>
		<description>The Super Semi bucked and shuddered with a loud clatter throwing Captain Lexwig's coffee up his nose. He grabbed harder to hold on crushing the paper cup. Shaking the burning brown fluid of his hand he shouted at the helmsman. "What was that?"

Unitlex, the helmsman, had her eyes fixed in ...</description>
		<link>http://www.gerhi.com/planetary-prologue/</link>
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		<title>Wild honey</title>
		<description>The wild bees of the Hambacks went sterile in a foul way. The collapse of the wild honey market started a season before when the bees produced the foulest muck ever.

Nad Downser came back from market having sold nothing. He smashed his honey pots to pieces on the road and ...</description>
		<link>http://www.gerhi.com/wild-honey/</link>
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