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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.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"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3043907926848266788</id><updated>2009-10-27T18:39:22.360-07:00</updated><title type="text">Novel Blog - Writing The Great American Novel</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25" /><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12990645989912766349</uri><email>bpearcy10@yahoo.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>183</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/Jfts" type="application/atom+xml" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3043907926848266788.post-5706855066517045059</id><published>2009-10-27T18:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T18:39:22.384-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ron Rash" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Serena: A Novel" /><title type="text">Serena: A Novel</title><summary type="text">By this time I've made no less than 10 trips into every Books a Million, Borders, and Barnes &amp; Noble I've passed within 5 miles of since late August in search of Serena: A Novel by Ron Rash.  It was recently released in paperback, but I never found it in hard back in any of the bookstores. I guess I'll just have to break down and order it from Amazon.com.</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5706855066517045059/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3043907926848266788&amp;postID=5706855066517045059&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/5706855066517045059" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/5706855066517045059" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/serena-novel.html" title="Serena: A Novel" /><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12990645989912766349</uri><email>bpearcy10@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11441011843364318643" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3043907926848266788.post-3068814397781926831</id><published>2009-10-16T19:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T19:27:43.274-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Randy Wayne White" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sanibel Island" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Florida" /><title type="text">Randy Wayne White</title><summary type="text">We ate at Doc Ford's on Sanibel during a recent visit. The seafood was very good. I also purchased Sanibel Flats during the visit. Doc Ford is a re-occuring character in many of White's novels.We visited a local book store and several other local eateries. Everyone was eager to talk about the series of Doc Ford novels anytime we asked about it. It appears Mr. White aka Randy Stryker is a well </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3068814397781926831/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3043907926848266788&amp;postID=3068814397781926831&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/3068814397781926831" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/3068814397781926831" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/randy-wayne-white.html" title="Randy Wayne White" /><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12990645989912766349</uri><email>bpearcy10@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11441011843364318643" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KEeZg7sCaJM/StkqyhECNxI/AAAAAAAAAkM/TJQsXRsI4fg/s72-c/Sanibel+162.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3043907926848266788.post-5236363649130203941</id><published>2009-08-10T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T12:58:26.283-07:00</updated><title type="text">Show - Don't Tell</title><summary type="text">I think I naturally gravitate toward telling instead of showing, but I don't think that's how it's supposed to work. Here's a passage I've been working on that ended up "telling" too much.Since returning from Iraq, U.S. Army Captain Riley Burke struggled to sleep through the night. He’d been diagnosed with post traumatic stress syndrome and could no longer pursue an Army career. At first, Riley </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5236363649130203941/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3043907926848266788&amp;postID=5236363649130203941&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/5236363649130203941" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/5236363649130203941" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/show-dont-tell.html" title="Show - Don't Tell" /><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12990645989912766349</uri><email>bpearcy10@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11441011843364318643" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3043907926848266788.post-3335251758185844943</id><published>2009-08-09T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T18:33:15.178-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hillary Jordan" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ron Rash" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mudbound" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Serena: A Novel" /><title type="text">Mudbound and Serena: A Novel</title><summary type="text">I listen to Michele Norris, award winning radio host of NPR's All Things Considered, on my drive home from work almost everyday. (She also appears with George Stephanopoulos occasionally on his Sunday news maganize program This Week with George Stephanopoulos.)According to the St. Petersburg Times, Ms. Norris has placed Mudbound by Hillary Jordan and Serena: A Novel by Ron Rash on her reading </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3335251758185844943/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3043907926848266788&amp;postID=3335251758185844943&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/3335251758185844943" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/3335251758185844943" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/mudbound-and-serena-novel.html" title="Mudbound and Serena: A Novel" /><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12990645989912766349</uri><email>bpearcy10@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11441011843364318643" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3043907926848266788.post-8177811910818602795</id><published>2009-08-08T11:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T12:05:58.610-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Terry Brennan" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="literary agent" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rachelle Gardner" /><title type="text">Literary Agent - Rachelle Gardner</title><summary type="text">Rachelle Gardner's blog post "How Do You Learn to Write?" is worth reading and re-reading each time you get a little down in the dumps about your writing or lack of writing success.A quote from Rachelle's post:I think the answer is that you have to be scrappy, and you have to learn any which way you can. You piece it together. You take the lessons where you can find them. If you're a writer, or </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8177811910818602795/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3043907926848266788&amp;postID=8177811910818602795&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/8177811910818602795" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/8177811910818602795" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/literary-agent-rachelle-gardner.html" title="Literary Agent - Rachelle Gardner" /><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12990645989912766349</uri><email>bpearcy10@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11441011843364318643" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3043907926848266788.post-1103536873271859070</id><published>2009-08-07T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T16:20:24.790-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Carly's Voice" /><title type="text">Carly's Voice</title><summary type="text">ABC News featured a story tonight about Carly Fleishmann, an autistic teenager with a gift for writing. I find it truly remarkable that writing has offered her such valuable therapy. Visit her blog or follow Carly on Twitter.</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1103536873271859070/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3043907926848266788&amp;postID=1103536873271859070&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/1103536873271859070" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/1103536873271859070" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/carlys-voice.html" title="Carly's Voice" /><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12990645989912766349</uri><email>bpearcy10@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11441011843364318643" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3043907926848266788.post-5078935242621730634</id><published>2009-08-07T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T05:10:21.436-07:00</updated><title type="text">Daybreak - revisited</title><summary type="text">I did some more work on a piece of writing a posted a few days ago titled Daybreak. I'm not normally a fan of the Prologue, but most novels published in the past few years begin with one. Here's a fourth (fifth) attempt:Brothers Siegfried and Glen Salinger left home on foot two hours before daybreak on the third Saturday of July, 1936. Taking a few items they could carry in their nap sacks and </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5078935242621730634/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3043907926848266788&amp;postID=5078935242621730634&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/5078935242621730634" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/5078935242621730634" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/daybreak-revisited.html" title="Daybreak - revisited" /><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12990645989912766349</uri><email>bpearcy10@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11441011843364318643" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3043907926848266788.post-286515589419648692</id><published>2009-07-21T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T17:04:17.110-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="how to write a novel" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="writing" /><title type="text">Write a Novel - Watching TV</title><summary type="text">I found a very creative blog post today titled "How to Write a Novel While Watching TV". The article is posted on Jerry Kolber's writing blog. I'm not sure it would actually work, but I'll admit that I've tried to write while watching TV many times and failed miserably.  At least now I know what I'm doing wrong - I need to watch more TV and write for shorter periods (only during commercials).</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/286515589419648692/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3043907926848266788&amp;postID=286515589419648692&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/286515589419648692" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/286515589419648692" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/write-novel-watching-tv.html" title="Write a Novel - Watching TV" /><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12990645989912766349</uri><email>bpearcy10@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11441011843364318643" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3043907926848266788.post-2119065477050122735</id><published>2009-07-18T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T19:29:29.047-07:00</updated><title type="text">Daybreak</title><summary type="text">Brothers Sigfreid and Glen Sallinger left home two hours before daybreak on Saturday, July 26, 1932 and headed east toward Kansas City.Availability of affordable land lured their German grandfather to Liberal, Kansas forty years earlier. You could look in four directions and see nothing for miles and miles. No cities. No houses. No people. The land was good for growing wheat and corn. But, with </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2119065477050122735/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3043907926848266788&amp;postID=2119065477050122735&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/2119065477050122735" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/2119065477050122735" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/daybreak.html" title="Daybreak" /><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12990645989912766349</uri><email>bpearcy10@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11441011843364318643" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3043907926848266788.post-2890007175747528070</id><published>2009-07-18T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T13:01:22.524-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Riders of the Purple Sage" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Zane Grey" /><title type="text">Zane Grey - Riders of the Purple Sage</title><summary type="text">I am currently reading Zane Grey's Riders of the Purple Sky, the novel many credit for starting the western novel genre. Published in 1913, it was Grey's first major novel and remains one of the most popular. Since the original printing, it's never been out of print.I've enjoyed the first four chapters, although the writing style is cumbersome and overly descriptive at times. However, on the </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2890007175747528070/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3043907926848266788&amp;postID=2890007175747528070&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/2890007175747528070" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/2890007175747528070" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/zane-grey-riders-of-purple-sage.html" title="Zane Grey - Riders of the Purple Sage" /><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12990645989912766349</uri><email>bpearcy10@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11441011843364318643" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3043907926848266788.post-2716506334606497796</id><published>2009-07-05T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T07:01:03.893-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dry Bones" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Charles Goodnight" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gerald McCathern" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Palo Duro Canyon" /><title type="text">Gerald McCathern - Dry Bones</title><summary type="text">While on a recent vacation, I visited Palo Duro Canyon State Park near Amarillo, Texas and took this picture. Formed by water erosion of the Prairie Dog Town Fork of the Red River, the canyon is the second largest canyon in the United States.In the gift shop, I met Gerald McCathern, an author who resides in nearby Hereford, Texas. He's written several books about the rise of Texas cattle ranching</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2716506334606497796/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3043907926848266788&amp;postID=2716506334606497796&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/2716506334606497796" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/2716506334606497796" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/gerald-mccathern-dry-bones.html" title="Gerald McCathern - Dry Bones" /><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12990645989912766349</uri><email>bpearcy10@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11441011843364318643" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KEeZg7sCaJM/SlCuexu1ZKI/AAAAAAAAAj8/NN22KxWRPD4/s72-c/Grand+Canyon+Trip+670.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3043907926848266788.post-2454772229956253739</id><published>2009-07-03T19:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T05:59:59.015-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="John Grisham" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="interview" /><title type="text">John Grisham</title><summary type="text">USA Today recently featured an article celebrating John Grisham's twentieth year writing legal thrillers. The Firm, Pelican Brief, and A Time to Kill are 3 of my all time favorite movies.I found an insightful interview Grisham granted to Bill Moyer's in 2008 that provides an insight into his thought process.</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2454772229956253739/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3043907926848266788&amp;postID=2454772229956253739&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/2454772229956253739" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/2454772229956253739" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/07/john-grisham.html" title="John Grisham" /><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12990645989912766349</uri><email>bpearcy10@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11441011843364318643" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3043907926848266788.post-4843106619719130983</id><published>2009-06-06T09:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T06:09:38.748-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="garter snakes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pythons" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Florida" /><title type="text">Barefoot in the Summertime</title><summary type="text">The last day of grade school was generally around May 15th and we returned to school the day after Labor Day each year. From May 16th until Labor Day, we rarely wore shoes during the daytime unless we were working with hoes or rakes in the garden, feeding the livestock, or going into town for some reason.Bare feet in the summertime meant freedom. Freedom from the hour long bus ride to school, </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4843106619719130983/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3043907926848266788&amp;postID=4843106619719130983&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/4843106619719130983" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/4843106619719130983" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/garter-snakes-and-burmese-pythons.html" title="Barefoot in the Summertime" /><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12990645989912766349</uri><email>bpearcy10@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11441011843364318643" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3043907926848266788.post-4592273551227020571</id><published>2009-06-05T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T17:24:50.951-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Albert King" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Charlie Daniels" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Albert Cummings" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tuba" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Stevie Ray Vaughn" /><title type="text">I Can't Play Guitar</title><summary type="text">When I was six or seven my grandmother gave me a book by Mel Bay titled something to the effect of Learn to Play the Guitar. My dad had an inexpensive guitar and let me strum it sometimes. I sat down and tried to duplicate the chords and techniques Mr. Bay demonstrated in the book. I spent most of the summer trying, but I did not learn to play the guitar that year. Or the next one either. But, I </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4592273551227020571/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3043907926848266788&amp;postID=4592273551227020571&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/4592273551227020571" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/4592273551227020571" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-cant-play-guitar.html" title="I Can't Play Guitar" /><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12990645989912766349</uri><email>bpearcy10@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11441011843364318643" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3043907926848266788.post-7381176729834880529</id><published>2009-06-04T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T06:08:41.180-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="algebra" /><title type="text">Algebra</title><summary type="text">I recently read an entry on another blog about an adult's struggles with returning to college after several years in the work force. She has been laid off from her "career" job and is now taking Algebra I, which is a prerequisite for her new career (hopefully).I know exactly how she feels, but for me it was Algebra II. I made B's and A's in Algebra I, but for whatever reason couldn't "get" the </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7381176729834880529/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3043907926848266788&amp;postID=7381176729834880529&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/7381176729834880529" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/7381176729834880529" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/algebra.html" title="Algebra" /><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12990645989912766349</uri><email>bpearcy10@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11441011843364318643" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3043907926848266788.post-7980837476422119579</id><published>2009-06-03T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T18:25:08.960-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="popcorn" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kernel Seasons" /><title type="text">Popcorn</title><summary type="text">When we were kids, my mom let us eat popcorn on Saturday nights. The four of us usually were given a choice between a small amount of ice cream in a tiny bowl, or all the popcorn we could eat. Popcorn won almost every time. It was cheap, easy, and quick to fix. A little oil in a medium sized skillet and a ½ cup of popcorn and 3 minutes later you had a slice of buttery heaven.We later graduated to</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7980837476422119579/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3043907926848266788&amp;postID=7980837476422119579&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/7980837476422119579" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/7980837476422119579" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/popcorn.html" title="Popcorn" /><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12990645989912766349</uri><email>bpearcy10@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11441011843364318643" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3043907926848266788.post-4552681426087006390</id><published>2009-06-01T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T19:02:58.535-07:00</updated><title type="text">Bottle Caps and Returnable Bottles</title><summary type="text">I used to collect bottle caps. At eight or nine years old, it was a quest to collect as many as possible and as fast as possible. In our house, it was Pepsi's. At grandma's you got RC Cola and Dr. Pepper. I don't remember too many Coca-Cola bottle caps. Come to think of it, where I grew up, no one really drank Coca-Cola's (and they still don't).I'm not sure I remember the exact number, but it was</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4552681426087006390/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3043907926848266788&amp;postID=4552681426087006390&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/4552681426087006390" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/4552681426087006390" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/bottle-caps-and-returnable-bottles.html" title="Bottle Caps and Returnable Bottles" /><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12990645989912766349</uri><email>bpearcy10@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11441011843364318643" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3043907926848266788.post-8375905863429525447</id><published>2009-06-01T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T18:27:47.190-07:00</updated><title type="text">Childhood</title><summary type="text">I don't remember a lot of my childhood before the age of three, but a few things do stand out in my mind starting a few years later.My finger was smashed by some neighborhood kids while playing on a pile of concrete blocks. A few hours and a short doctor's visit later, I was diagnosed with a broken finger. It's still crooked.My favorite dog named Pepe died when I was five years old. I'm told the </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8375905863429525447/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3043907926848266788&amp;postID=8375905863429525447&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/8375905863429525447" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/8375905863429525447" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/childhood.html" title="Childhood" /><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12990645989912766349</uri><email>bpearcy10@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11441011843364318643" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3043907926848266788.post-1730336181214317374</id><published>2009-05-25T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T15:34:20.548-07:00</updated><title type="text">My Story</title><summary type="text">My parents, grandparents, and all who came before them were farmers. They grew gardens to put food on the table and raised cows, pigs, acres of corn, soybeans, milo, and wheat to put money in their pockets.At five years old, my dad moved our family into a mobile home situated in the middle of a cow pasture. There were livestock, dogs, cats, trucks, trailers, and tractors. And to accompany it all…</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1730336181214317374/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3043907926848266788&amp;postID=1730336181214317374&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/1730336181214317374" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/1730336181214317374" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-story.html" title="My Story" /><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12990645989912766349</uri><email>bpearcy10@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11441011843364318643" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3043907926848266788.post-85397100999094799</id><published>2009-04-19T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T04:36:00.482-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fabulous T-Birds" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kim Wilson" /><title type="text">Kim Wilson - Fabulous T-Birds</title><summary type="text">I saw the T-Birds while attending Westminster College in the 80's. It's funny, I appreciate them much more 24 years later. </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/85397100999094799/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3043907926848266788&amp;postID=85397100999094799&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/85397100999094799" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/85397100999094799" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/kim-wilson-fabulous-t-birds.html" title="Kim Wilson - Fabulous T-Birds" /><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12990645989912766349</uri><email>bpearcy10@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11441011843364318643" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3043907926848266788.post-1273410516028163387</id><published>2009-04-19T04:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T04:25:22.951-07:00</updated><title type="text">Write a Best Seller = Get Rich Right?</title><summary type="text">Wrong. Take a look at this dose of reality from someone who had a book on the New York Times list last year.</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1273410516028163387/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3043907926848266788&amp;postID=1273410516028163387&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/1273410516028163387" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/1273410516028163387" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/write-best-seller-get-rich-right.html" title="Write a Best Seller = Get Rich Right?" /><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12990645989912766349</uri><email>bpearcy10@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11441011843364318643" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3043907926848266788.post-3233919867573450805</id><published>2009-04-06T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T07:41:18.743-07:00</updated><title type="text">White Pelican</title><summary type="text" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3233919867573450805/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3043907926848266788&amp;postID=3233919867573450805&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/3233919867573450805" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/3233919867573450805" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/white-pelican.html" title="White Pelican" /><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12990645989912766349</uri><email>bpearcy10@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11441011843364318643" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEeZg7sCaJM/Sip_wCAYk8I/AAAAAAAAAjs/WlkCrqptx5Y/s72-c/White+Pelican+-+small.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3043907926848266788.post-3045179952212187116</id><published>2009-03-28T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T17:22:59.421-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="harmonica blues" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Thin Blue Smoke" /><title type="text">Thin Blue Smoke</title><summary type="text">I read the first six chapters of Doug Worgul's bbq novel today. It's put me in the mood for some harmonica music. Here's one of the best harmonica players on YouTube.com - Lee Sankey. Learn more about this artist at LeeSankey.com. I love his rendition of Monkey Lips.</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3045179952212187116/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3043907926848266788&amp;postID=3045179952212187116&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/3045179952212187116" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/3045179952212187116" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/thin-blue-smoke.html" title="Thin Blue Smoke" /><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12990645989912766349</uri><email>bpearcy10@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11441011843364318643" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3043907926848266788.post-878777109403938102</id><published>2009-03-22T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T17:36:32.960-07:00</updated><title type="text" /><summary type="text">Here is the second draft of Chapter 1 of my novel effort. I've incorporated the suggestions from my online critique friends at Scribophile and agree that it's an improvement.Riley and Tim were inseparable during the summer months. They played on the same youth sports teams, attended the same vacation bible school, and each July the boys attended the Cross Creek Youth Camp together.The first </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/878777109403938102/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3043907926848266788&amp;postID=878777109403938102&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/878777109403938102" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/878777109403938102" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/here-is-second-draft-of-chapter-1-of-my.html" title="" /><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12990645989912766349</uri><email>bpearcy10@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11441011843364318643" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3043907926848266788.post-5160490895108870576</id><published>2009-03-15T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T16:49:57.913-07:00</updated><title type="text">An Afternoon with a Local Author</title><summary type="text">I attended a presentation by Debora Coty, author of The Distant Shore, Billowing Sails, Mom Needs Chocolate, and others. She shared her experiences going from occupational therapist and mother to a author with six books in print six years later.It was an eye opening session that delved into a variety of writing topics from getting started in a writing a career with magazine articles, how to write</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5160490895108870576/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3043907926848266788&amp;postID=5160490895108870576&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/5160490895108870576" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3043907926848266788/posts/default/5160490895108870576" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://americanbookblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/afternoon-with-local-author.html" title="An Afternoon with a Local Author" /><author><name>Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12990645989912766349</uri><email>bpearcy10@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="11441011843364318643" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry></feed>
