<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452</id><updated>2011-08-18T09:54:03.349-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Muse in the Hand</title><subtitle type='html'>Ramblings of a writer and her Muses</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-5258488640535838538</id><published>2010-11-02T07:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T07:39:00.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Computers and Writers</title><summary type='text'>This is exactly what I have been saying for years. The Internet is a major distraction from writing. It's too easy to find alternative ways to procrastinate these days. A computer contains so many different ways to procrastinate that it distracts from our purpose. But we all must struggle on. And so we shall! (Here's the article for any procrastinating NaNoWriMo's.)http://blog.ragan.com/prjunkie/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/5258488640535838538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2010/11/computers-and-writers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/5258488640535838538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/5258488640535838538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2010/11/computers-and-writers.html' title='Computers and Writers'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-4391205694233503860</id><published>2010-11-01T07:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T22:21:25.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NaNoWriMo</title><summary type='text'>NaNoWrimo (National Write a Novel Month; NaNo for short) starts today. The purpose of the challenge is to write 50,000 words during the month of November. I have actively participated the past two years and completed the challenge. I hope to participate again this year and make significant progress on my novel.Also, during November there is a Poem-of-the-Day Challenge on the Writers Digest </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/4391205694233503860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2010/11/nanowrimo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/4391205694233503860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/4391205694233503860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2010/11/nanowrimo.html' title='NaNoWriMo'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-7893407388511250280</id><published>2010-09-15T19:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T11:57:31.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spontaneous Overflow of Emotion</title><summary type='text'>Ever notice how dreams can take everything you know, shake it up and provoke very strong emotions from the resulting situations in the dream. I woke from a dream the other day and felt the emotions from the dream, long after the memory of the dream had faded in the daylight.That's the kind of emotion which tends to spontaneously overflow into creative writing.  I had a story idea based on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/7893407388511250280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2010/09/spontaneous-overflow-of-emotion.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/7893407388511250280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/7893407388511250280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2010/09/spontaneous-overflow-of-emotion.html' title='Spontaneous Overflow of Emotion'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-4053216355197545261</id><published>2010-08-09T17:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T17:32:00.755-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Doth the Sheeple Sleep?</title><summary type='text'>I think there is a lot of confusion on just what net neutrality means.The average person typically shies away from having aspects of their lives regulated, and that may also be part of why net neutrality is so close to ending. However, allowing the FCC to regulate Internet service providers would help preserve net neutrality.I believe that is the best option, because if ISPs are left to do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/4053216355197545261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-doth-sheeple-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/4053216355197545261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/4053216355197545261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-doth-sheeple-sleep.html' title='Why Doth the Sheeple Sleep?'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-9220936508354466236</id><published>2010-07-20T07:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T16:31:44.911-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Subconscious Inspiration</title><summary type='text'>I don't usually remember most of my dreams, but recently I had a dream that I actually remembered upon waking. In this dream, the main character was being framed for something they didn't do.  Off and on, I have been working on a new setting, and although the dream didn't directly reference the setting, all of the details fit smoothly into this setting.This was a setting for a game, not a story, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/9220936508354466236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2010/07/subconscious-inspiration.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/9220936508354466236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/9220936508354466236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2010/07/subconscious-inspiration.html' title='Subconscious Inspiration'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-492731689305062240</id><published>2010-06-09T07:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T15:09:03.645-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Far From Boring...</title><summary type='text'>The most amazing thing happened to me the other day.My fiance brought me to his company picnic (which I expected to be somewhat boring). He works for a small company with maybe 20-30 employees, most of whom I didn't really know due to some recent turn-over in staff.  I brought a book with me to read at the picnic because the owners of the company are extraordinarily fond of long volleyball </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/492731689305062240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2010/06/far-from-boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/492731689305062240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/492731689305062240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2010/06/far-from-boring.html' title='Far From Boring...'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-1586247082823541617</id><published>2010-05-10T07:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T15:21:25.631-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kidnapped By Life</title><summary type='text'>It is said that a person must experience life in order to be able to write about it.That said, my life has suddenly exploded with experiences. I just got back from a cruise! It was amazing. I am also now engaged! My fiance proposed in a little chapel at the tallest point of the ship.Over the next few months I will be moving and helping my sister move. Also, my brother who is in the navy who I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/1586247082823541617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2010/05/kidnapped-by-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/1586247082823541617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/1586247082823541617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2010/05/kidnapped-by-life.html' title='Kidnapped By Life'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-6220362505700233878</id><published>2010-03-13T14:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T15:11:14.092-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Judge a Day or a Book or a Person By the Cover</title><summary type='text'>When I woke up today - actually I didn't want to wake up. I was short on sleep and wanted to keep sleeping. But I had too much to do this weekend. It was the morning of the poetry group I joined. I usually find them inspirational and like attending. The hardest part is waking up early on a weekend.Anyway, back to my story. I didn't want to get out of bed, but did because I had so much to do. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/6220362505700233878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2010/03/dont-judge-day-or-book-or-person-by.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/6220362505700233878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/6220362505700233878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2010/03/dont-judge-day-or-book-or-person-by.html' title='Don&apos;t Judge a Day or a Book or a Person By the Cover'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-4712574650347862114</id><published>2010-02-18T19:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T14:15:04.367-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Your Own Cheerleader!</title><summary type='text'>As a writer, we must set aside time to write. While everyone else is enjoying leisure activities or doing chores, we squeeze in a few words here and a few words there... Or do we?It can be so tempting to do disappear in other activities - or even clean the entire house to avoid writing! One way to accomplish your writing goals when the world seems bent on stealing your time is to be your own </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/4712574650347862114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2010/02/be-your-own-cheerleader.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/4712574650347862114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/4712574650347862114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2010/02/be-your-own-cheerleader.html' title='Be Your Own Cheerleader!'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-3722595496330913238</id><published>2010-01-13T07:07:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T14:32:09.393-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry, Earthquake in Haiti and Relief Efforts</title><summary type='text'>The news has been abuzz today with follow-up stories on the earthquake in Haiti. I wrote a Twitter poem about the earthquake:Fragile shipson waves of land.Houses folded.Fairy talesfallen off the walls&amp; only wecan put Haitiback together again.~You can view photos of the aftermath of the earthquake here and here.For the latest updates on the Haitian earthquake relief efforts, visit the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/3722595496330913238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2010/01/poetry-earthquake-in-haiti-and-relief.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/3722595496330913238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/3722595496330913238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2010/01/poetry-earthquake-in-haiti-and-relief.html' title='Poetry, Earthquake in Haiti and Relief Efforts'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-7154806156116943633</id><published>2010-01-12T07:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T12:03:22.643-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a.k.a. Microscopic Stories</title><summary type='text'>I decided I wanted to write books when I was in the third grade. My class was assigned the task of writing a one-page story using our spelling words. That's when I first realized that I could create these wondrous story-things that I enjoyed so much and share that joy with others.I was in high school before I started dabbling in poetry. I had always thought poetry was mysterious and confusing, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/7154806156116943633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2010/01/aka-microscopic-stories.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/7154806156116943633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/7154806156116943633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2010/01/aka-microscopic-stories.html' title='a.k.a. Microscopic Stories'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/S0y41YhlDzI/AAAAAAAAADo/rGxp3NjsVmM/s72-c/MPj04022010000%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-2304205047627978648</id><published>2009-12-22T07:47:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T15:12:53.281-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whirlwind of Everything But Snow...</title><summary type='text'>December has whirled in with a mountain of work that piled up during NaNo, endless Christmas cards to write, perfect gifts to find, holiday recipes to perfect, seasonal guests to accommodate, and holiday traveling to be done. And so far no fluffy snowflakes...Work on my novel has been put on hold this month because of all of these activities. I plan to catch up on my poetry submissions before the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/2304205047627978648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/12/whirlwind-of-everything-but-snow.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/2304205047627978648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/2304205047627978648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/12/whirlwind-of-everything-but-snow.html' title='Whirlwind of Everything But Snow...'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/SzE07dT9yGI/AAAAAAAAADg/OIMHOnmxBMk/s72-c/christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-4459607390168307556</id><published>2009-12-02T20:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T20:27:12.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Excerpt - Kaylee meets the plant-girl</title><summary type='text'>Here is an excerpt from the novel I am currently writing. I hope you enjoy it!Kaylee's mouth fell open and she couldn't help but stare in disbelief at the plant-girl's words. Islen wouldn't take her to the Fortress because she didn't want to have anything to do with the outside world?!Islen brushed a couple of small hair-like vines off of her face and shrugged."Why would you ever want to spend </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/4459607390168307556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/12/excerpt-kaylee-meets-plant-girl.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/4459607390168307556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/4459607390168307556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/12/excerpt-kaylee-meets-plant-girl.html' title='Excerpt - Kaylee meets the plant-girl'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-7565545854149206355</id><published>2009-11-12T20:11:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T13:58:04.359-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Alcott, Shut-In's and NaNoWriMo</title><summary type='text'>When I was growing up, I read a book about the life of Louisa May Alcott (author of Little Women). The book told how she would lock herself away in her room for days at a time and write frantically on her novel.I feel a little like that while writing for NaNo this month. I feel like I have to give up the rest of my life in order to get a rough draft of the words I need for my novel. I miss my TV </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/7565545854149206355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/11/alcott-shut-ins-and-nanowrimo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/7565545854149206355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/7565545854149206355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/11/alcott-shut-ins-and-nanowrimo.html' title='Alcott, Shut-In&apos;s and NaNoWriMo'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/SvzDec3NNUI/AAAAAAAAADY/ZliCpgo8SwA/s72-c/Louisa_May_Alcott_headshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-1201491436276513059</id><published>2009-11-10T09:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T09:27:11.502-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's the video!</title><summary type='text'>Here's the video. It's embedded now to make it easier to watch. Thank you, Glynis, for your help with how to embed it!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/1201491436276513059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/11/heres-video.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/1201491436276513059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/1201491436276513059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/11/heres-video.html' title='Here&apos;s the video!'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-1942453902784781516</id><published>2009-11-05T07:45:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T21:57:02.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect Gift</title><summary type='text'>This month I am working at my job during the day and am writing for NaNoWriMo at night. It's starting to take a toll, but the words are starting to add up and make the writing worth it. Still I feel like I don't have a moment's time to do anything except work for my day job and write on my novel. I can't imagine the holidays yet and I haven't even tried to think of the perfect gift for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/1942453902784781516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/11/perfect-gift.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/1942453902784781516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/1942453902784781516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/11/perfect-gift.html' title='The Perfect Gift'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/SvM7VmtAS8I/AAAAAAAAADI/vbBEnKkd2iM/s72-c/400px100p-border.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-2961758754918546379</id><published>2009-10-29T21:57:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:11:36.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Life Flies Us</title><summary type='text'> I was in meetings in Dallas most of this week for my day job. Thankfully the flight home was uneventful - no issues with doors not closing. That's the reason my initial flight to Dallas was delayed and eventually cancelled. The good news is I was able to read about 400 pages on The Stone of Tears because of all the delays.Anyway, I made it home safely and now have several days backlog of work </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/2961758754918546379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-was-in-meetings-in-dallas-most-of.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/2961758754918546379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/2961758754918546379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-was-in-meetings-in-dallas-most-of.html' title='Where Life Flies Us'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/SupYf_A44_I/AAAAAAAAACw/XO_8CZEqDRY/s72-c/MPj04000380000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-1478708555390968471</id><published>2009-10-22T07:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T09:50:23.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oxymoron of writers and getting published</title><summary type='text'> Writing is a solitary art. We write alone. We edit alone. We rip our manuscripts apart and start over alone. No one else can pluck our words from our heads and put them down on paper. Only the writer. Often writers are also quiet people, and spend a great deal of time alone due to our art.But publishing is a social business. It requires a completely different skill-set. It demands that writers </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/1478708555390968471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/10/oxymoron-of-writers-and-getting.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/1478708555390968471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/1478708555390968471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/10/oxymoron-of-writers-and-getting.html' title='Oxymoron of writers and getting published'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/SuBwwsBjooI/AAAAAAAAACo/1nF2mxiFDsU/s72-c/MPj02897530000%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-2344055928707769552</id><published>2009-10-16T07:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T16:10:49.381-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Over-thinking and Do It</title><summary type='text'>I read an article the other day about procrastination. I think it would definitely apply to most of the writers I know. We are all the same - we find ourselves cleaning the whole house from top to bottom to procrastinate writing.The article had one very simple tip. Stop thinking about it and just do whatever it is you are trying to do. As people, we often over-think things. Apples turn into </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/2344055928707769552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/10/stop-over-thinking-and-do-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/2344055928707769552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/2344055928707769552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/10/stop-over-thinking-and-do-it.html' title='Stop Over-thinking and Do It'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/StjhIIXW4fI/AAAAAAAAACg/QE8hiYHJUX8/s72-c/MPj04394190000%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-6400425120248276562</id><published>2009-10-13T07:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T15:09:45.934-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 OCW Conference - Part 2</title><summary type='text'>Part of the reason I usually love the Ozark Creative Writers' Conference is the scenery. Eureka Springs sits high in the Ozark Mountains, and the sky is always a deep blue. It makes me feel like I am closer to heaven.However, this year it was cloudy and rainy and dreary most of the conference. It has been raining nearly everyday for weeks now. If I liked constantly cloudy weather, I would have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/6400425120248276562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/10/2009-ocw-conference-part-2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/6400425120248276562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/6400425120248276562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/10/2009-ocw-conference-part-2.html' title='2009 OCW Conference - Part 2'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/StjS-YA4_6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/OEuSHjO3D1M/s72-c/ocwrobin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-6943481439464529830</id><published>2009-10-10T22:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T13:52:29.089-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry Award</title><summary type='text'>My poem, "Plant a Flower" won an honorable mention at the Ozark Creative Writers Conference! I hardly ever win anything there.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/6943481439464529830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/10/poetry-award.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/6943481439464529830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/6943481439464529830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/10/poetry-award.html' title='Poetry Award'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-5647963886007471519</id><published>2009-10-09T16:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T17:03:51.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 OCW conference</title><summary type='text'>I am sitting in my room at the 2009 Ozark Creative Writers conference, and so far, the most exciting thing that happened was the owner of the Inn thought I was a student. I didn't have the heart to tell him I graduated from college 6 1/2 years ago.Most of the sessions today were about "modern marketing". I already knew most of what was discussed. Perhaps that's because I am younger than the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/5647963886007471519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/10/2009-ocw-conference.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/5647963886007471519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/5647963886007471519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/10/2009-ocw-conference.html' title='2009 OCW conference'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-8686242045338661727</id><published>2009-09-10T22:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T23:04:59.018-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Door May Open Anywhere</title><summary type='text'>Recently I joined a poetry group. I have avoided writing groups like the plague after a bad one in college, so it took a whole lot for me to make myself join this group. So far the experience has been really wonderful.A lot of the people in this poetry group have "deep souls" (if that makes any sense). They have all struggled with something very difficult in their life and come out very wise and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/8686242045338661727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/09/door-may-open-anywhere.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/8686242045338661727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/8686242045338661727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/09/door-may-open-anywhere.html' title='A Door May Open Anywhere'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-7150637731168969745</id><published>2009-08-31T13:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T13:53:30.139-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Erasing People by Faye Williams Jones</title><summary type='text'>Faye Williams Jones is a retired school librarian, turned writer. I met her at the very first writing conference I ever attended back in 2005 and she made me feel welcome.Recently, I bought her first book (a chapbook of poetry that won a publication contest) and I am very proud to add Faye's book to my personal library.People say that writing needs to say something important. Faye's chapbook, "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/7150637731168969745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/08/erasing-people-by-faye-williams-jones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/7150637731168969745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/7150637731168969745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/08/erasing-people-by-faye-williams-jones.html' title='Erasing People by Faye Williams Jones'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/Sti_oWOf5rI/AAAAAAAAABw/XevhKPaRCTM/s72-c/jonescov.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-5389514784284959546</id><published>2009-07-11T13:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T14:01:26.648-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Shines So Bright" - Poem for Teresa and Stan</title><summary type='text'>Recently, my co-worker, Teresa got married and I wrote this poem for her.Shines So BrightDedicated to Teresa and Stan on Saturday, July 11, 2009Summer sunlight sparkles for you today –your happy glow the only thing brighter.Years of friendship blossomed likehundreds of tiny petalsslowly opening on a deep red rose.But now the wait is over.The time has finally come.The future has arrivedand all of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/5389514784284959546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/07/shines-so-bright-poem-for-teresa-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/5389514784284959546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/5389514784284959546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/07/shines-so-bright-poem-for-teresa-and.html' title='&quot;Shines So Bright&quot; - Poem for Teresa and Stan'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-7856175139867021887</id><published>2009-06-24T07:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T12:01:25.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To My Sister!</title><summary type='text'>Today is my siter's birthday.  She turns 24 today, but some friends have declared it to be her 30th birthday. She's the youngest of our group of friend's so we'll make her the oldest for the day! Happy Birthday Becka!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/7856175139867021887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-to-my-sister.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/7856175139867021887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/7856175139867021887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-to-my-sister.html' title='Happy Birthday To My Sister!'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-4684381693291230339</id><published>2009-06-18T07:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:18:47.997-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Vacation Roller-Coaster...</title><summary type='text'>I am planning a vacation for later the end of next month. It started out with lots of excitement. Now it's five people bickering over where to go.  I really want to go to Florida and do the classic Florida vacation. It's something I've always wanted to do but never had the opportunity until now... and for all I know how life tends to surprise you with random twists and turns along the road, I may</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/4684381693291230339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/06/vacation-roller-coaster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/4684381693291230339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/4684381693291230339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/06/vacation-roller-coaster.html' title='The Vacation Roller-Coaster...'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-1893921661424244030</id><published>2009-06-15T07:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T09:04:10.937-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Do Morning People Come From...?</title><summary type='text'>I am not a morning person. I don't know about other writers, but I have a difficult time struggling out of bed each morning for my day job and usually spend Saturdays sleeping in...late. I mean really late. Saturdays are the day I catch up on my sleep.Writers who can wake up 1-2 hours before the sun (or before they need to wake for work) to fit in an hour of writing are either insomniacs or crazy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/1893921661424244030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/06/where-do-morning-people-come-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/1893921661424244030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/1893921661424244030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/06/where-do-morning-people-come-from.html' title='Where Do Morning People Come From...?'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-9097989451158040573</id><published>2009-06-11T07:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T09:45:45.349-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Postcard Project</title><summary type='text'>I received a beautiful postcard in the mail yesterday. It was from Elizabeth McClung, a young woman with a terminal illness, who is trying to make a difference.  She brightens people's days by sending out postcards to strangers. One of my friends gave her my address, and I was really surprised to receive the postcard in the mail. It was a really beautiful postcard, and Elizabeth is a really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/9097989451158040573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/06/postcard-project.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/9097989451158040573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/9097989451158040573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/06/postcard-project.html' title='The Postcard Project'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-4199307510683991937</id><published>2009-06-08T07:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T10:35:30.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"It is time."</title><summary type='text'>Last weekend was the Arkansas Writers Conference. It's a small local conference and rarely has any big-name writers as speakers. There's usually not an agent or publisher in attendance to accept queries at the conference. Yet the past couple of years, I have found this conference really inspirational.I think I got more out of the little sessions by local writers no one has ever heard of, than the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/4199307510683991937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-is-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/4199307510683991937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/4199307510683991937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-is-time.html' title='&quot;It is time.&quot;'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-4639292867956319601</id><published>2009-06-04T07:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T08:53:03.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fears...</title><summary type='text'>A champion is afraid of losing. Everyone else is afraid of winning." --Billie Jean King, American tennis player.This quote was tagged onto the bottom of a regular (non-writing) newsletter that I am subscribed to, but I immediately thought of writing. As writers, our inner critic/inner child (irrational fear of failure) can hold us back and prevent us from ever reaching our dreams. Why do you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/4639292867956319601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/06/fears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/4639292867956319601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/4639292867956319601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/06/fears.html' title='Fears...'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-2838082365444376738</id><published>2009-06-01T07:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T10:43:54.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember What It's Like to Enjoy Life...?</title><summary type='text'>We must not allow the clock and the calendar to blind us to the fact that each moment of life is a miracle and mystery." --H.G. Wells, English authorI have been stuck in bed for a while now recovering from food poisoning. Ugh. Not fun, believe me.  I feel like I have so much to catch up on now that I am finally well enough to move around again. That ticking clock is ticking quite loudly...Yet, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/2838082365444376738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/06/remember-what-its-like-to-enjoy-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/2838082365444376738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/2838082365444376738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/06/remember-what-its-like-to-enjoy-life.html' title='Remember What It&apos;s Like to Enjoy Life...?'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-3039425283584223060</id><published>2009-05-19T07:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T16:53:31.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Read Around</title><summary type='text'>Do your remember when you were in third grade and everyone took turns reading a few paragraphs from whatever book you were studying? I do.I was reminded of it yesterday. The company I work for has mandatory annual refresher courses on all sorts of things; especially quality regulations. I spent yesterday afternoon in one of these courses and we ended up going around the room reading the materials</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/3039425283584223060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/05/read-around.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/3039425283584223060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/3039425283584223060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/05/read-around.html' title='Read Around'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-2810421191624713022</id><published>2009-05-18T07:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T09:11:28.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Ahead</title><summary type='text'>I like the dreams of the future better than the history of the past. - Patrick HenryThe past can hold us back as writers. It can be chains that bind us to the ground and keep us from moving towards our dreams. But to succeed, we must dream of the future we want to have; not worry about the past which cannot be changed. Each day is a new day. Make the most of it to reach your dreams.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/2810421191624713022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-like-dreams-of-future-better-than.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/2810421191624713022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/2810421191624713022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-like-dreams-of-future-better-than.html' title='Look Ahead'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-2586729271076196981</id><published>2009-05-15T07:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T09:14:09.577-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe!</title><summary type='text'>Creative people are often fragile. The ones that survive tend to grow a hard outer shell to protect all of the caramel-y goodness inside.I have a friend who was in a singing competition this week. He's a pretty good singer in my opinion. Heck, he could probably place on American Idol if the stars aligned to give him all the right opportunities to be on the show. He placed last in the singing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/2586729271076196981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/05/believe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/2586729271076196981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/2586729271076196981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/05/believe.html' title='Believe!'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-1031305476644933889</id><published>2009-05-14T07:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T09:31:18.871-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping the Muses Happy</title><summary type='text'>Inspiration is like a wild child. It bounces up in front of you when you least expect it and begs you to indulge it. While focus is important to complete your major projects, if you ignore these other inspirations, you might miss out on something worth-while.Unfortunately, inspiration doesn't always strike at the most convenient times. Usually, the opposite.One of my friends has a "cooking muse" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/1031305476644933889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/05/keeping-muses-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/1031305476644933889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/1031305476644933889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/05/keeping-muses-happy.html' title='Keeping the Muses Happy'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-2674268442478993888</id><published>2009-05-13T07:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T08:49:30.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Making paths in the brain...</title><summary type='text'>“As a single footstep will not make a path on the earth, so a single thought will not make a pathway in the mind. To make a deep physical path, we walk again and again. To make a deep mental path, we must think over and over the kind of thoughts we wish to dominate our lives.” ~ThoreauA friend posted this quote online this morning and it reminded me of a writing seminar I attended last year. As </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/2674268442478993888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/05/making-paths-in-brain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/2674268442478993888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/2674268442478993888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/05/making-paths-in-brain.html' title='Making paths in the brain...'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-3514049009333758959</id><published>2009-05-12T07:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T12:08:24.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Muse in the Hand</title><summary type='text'>...is worth a million jumping around out of reach!As I am making progress on my novel, I thought it was time to setup a blog for my writing, so here it is. Look forward to random, quirky and the occassional gem of a post every now and again.See you on the other side!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/3514049009333758959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/05/muse-in-hand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/3514049009333758959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/3514049009333758959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/05/muse-in-hand.html' title='A Muse in the Hand'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-5224349367862482476</id><published>2009-05-12T05:27:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T13:32:24.597-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing Links</title><summary type='text'>Duotrope Digest- A database of poetry and short story markets.http://www.duotrope.com/index.aspxOWL suggested markets- A few literary magazine markets recommended by the Ozarks Writers League.http://www.ozarkswritersleague.org/Litmagguidelines.htmThe Arkansas page on Poets.org- Links to other Arkansas writing pageshttp://www.poets.org/state.php/varState/ARArkansas journal and organizations listed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/5224349367862482476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/05/writing-links.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/5224349367862482476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/5224349367862482476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/05/writing-links.html' title='Writing Links'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-2377108101704531961</id><published>2009-05-12T05:06:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T19:58:53.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Local Writing Organizations</title><summary type='text'>Poets Roundtable of ArkansasRiver Market Poets (branch - Little Rock)Meets: 2nd Saturday of the month @ 10am @ the Main Library in the RivermarketMembership: $20/year, due by June 30http://www.poetsroundtable.com/branches_new.htmFiction Writers of Central ArkansasLittle Rock, ARMeets: 9am the 4th Saturday @ Baptist Medical Center Dining Room #3Membership: $20 due by December 31http://www.fwca.org</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/2377108101704531961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/05/local-writing-organizations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/2377108101704531961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/2377108101704531961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/05/local-writing-organizations.html' title='Local Writing Organizations'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-6377878724567759464</id><published>2009-05-12T01:54:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T19:56:04.624-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Local Writing Conferences and Events</title><summary type='text'>March-Northwest Arkansas Writers WorkshopFayetteville, Arkansashttp://www.nwawriters.org/March-MidSouth Conference (scifi)Memphis, Tennesseehttp://www.midsouthcon.org/April-Arkansas Literary FestivalLittle Rock, Arkansashttp://www.arkansasliteraryfestival.org/April/May-Arkansas Society of Children's Book Writers and Illustrators ConferenceConway, Arkansashttp://www.arkansasscbwi.org/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/6377878724567759464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/05/local-writing-conferences.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/6377878724567759464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/6377878724567759464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/05/local-writing-conferences.html' title='Local Writing Conferences and Events'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-6508046643779821067</id><published>2009-05-11T02:01:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T09:12:44.031-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing Awards and Recognition</title><summary type='text'>10/2009- Poets Roundtable of AR National Poetry Day - 1st Place Poem: “Strength of Seedlings”10/2009- Ozark Creative Writers (OCW) Conference - Honorable Mention Poem: “Plant a Flower”06/2009- Arkansas Writers Conference- 3rd Place Poem: “Whippoorwill in a Walmart Parking Lot”10/2008- Poets Roundtable of AR National Poetry Day- 3rd Place Poem: “Whippoorwill in a Walmart Parking Lot”10/2008- Ozark</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/6508046643779821067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/05/writing-awards-and-recognition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/6508046643779821067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/6508046643779821067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/05/writing-awards-and-recognition.html' title='Writing Awards and Recognition'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-886102433456774284</id><published>2009-01-19T22:48:00.016-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T13:36:00.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Published Materials</title><summary type='text'>FORTHCOMING WRITINGMore coming soon!PUBLISHED WRITING 04/07/2010- "Dandelion"Poem / Maumelle Monitor 03/2010- "To Know Not Change"Poem / The Shine Journalhttp://www.theshinejournal.com/burrowsrobin.htm11/04/2009- "Memories of War"Poem / Maumelle Monitor05/2004- "Maumelle panel eyes 97 acres for homes"News article / Maumelle MonitorPage 1A and 6A05/2004- "Sarah Waller - She loves art and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/886102433456774284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/10/published-materials.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/886102433456774284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/886102433456774284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/10/published-materials.html' title='Published Materials'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-8914765975471920075</id><published>2009-01-13T07:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T16:20:44.351-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Inner Child (Critic)</title><summary type='text'>I wrote this blog back in early October while I was at the writing conference in Eureka Springs, but things in my life got crazy about then and I didn't get around to pulling the file off my laptop and posting it til now. This is for all of the creative people out there and explains a lot about why we are the way we are. I know I for one never think my writing is good enough and this helps </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/8914765975471920075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/01/inner-child-critic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/8914765975471920075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/8914765975471920075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/01/inner-child-critic.html' title='The Inner Child (Critic)'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591221464779787452.post-4618460158293049385</id><published>2009-01-10T23:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T10:18:02.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Links to Other Writers</title><summary type='text'>Kimberly DertingCheri NordstromPatricia Tauer</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/feeds/4618460158293049385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/10/links-to-other-writers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/4618460158293049385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591221464779787452/posts/default/4618460158293049385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robinburrows.blogspot.com/2009/10/links-to-other-writers.html' title='Links to Other Writers'/><author><name>Robin Burrows</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13041326861461000489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nKdF1wOT8hU/TKNsj5mkbkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KL_XHaYhiSs/S220/RAB+profile+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
