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	<title>Seven Pages of Solitude</title>
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		<title>A Bit-o-Beer + Fridge Words = (see below)</title>
		<link>http://katrinaruth.wordpress.com/2009/08/24/a-bit-o-beer-fridge-words-see-below/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2009 20:41:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>MY Infinite Summer.</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Aug 2009 14:48:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I’m participating in this online book-clubbish thing called Infinite Summer where the basic idea is to read  Infinite Jest  – the entire 948 page book &#8211; between June 21st and September 22nd. This means that the actual literal summer has been and will be consumed by this book.
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		<title>Summer Musings</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 29 Jul 2009 14:41:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I have been going through a few big changes in my life the past few months. I have been forced to face down fears regarding people leaving and the landscape of life changing and even getting older (yes, I know &#8211; I&#8217;m barely grown up, but I&#8217;m still &#8220;getting older&#8221;). There have been fast changes, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=katrinaruth.wordpress.com&blog=2085601&post=19&subd=katrinaruth&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>On Writing:</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Oct 2008 18:24:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Why do I write? What do I think about writing? Why does it matter to me? In what ways does it matter to me? What is it for, and where is it heading?
These questions have been rolling around inside of me and creating quite a ruckus for the past few weeks. I have thought about [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=katrinaruth.wordpress.com&blog=2085601&post=16&subd=katrinaruth&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Shades of Love</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Oct 2008 02:34:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This is a piece I wrote for the wedding of my wonderful (and now wonderfully married) friends Ben and Jessica:
Rainer Maria Rilke wrote &#8220;Love consists in this: that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.
I agree with him. I have come to believe that we each are, at heart, solitary creatures. In the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=katrinaruth.wordpress.com&blog=2085601&post=13&subd=katrinaruth&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Bus.</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Sep 2008 01:20:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Everything I need to know about living a full life, I have learned from guys on the bus. Its a funny thing to realize, but it is true for me. Haphazard conversations have provided me with abounding amounts of humor, wisdom and insight.
Here are some of the things I have learned: Stay in school, work [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=katrinaruth.wordpress.com&blog=2085601&post=11&subd=katrinaruth&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Youth</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Sep 2008 18:41:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I don&#8217;t know if this bit of my life &#8211; this ambiguous &#8216;youth&#8217; stage &#8211; will feel like a blink or more than a blink by the time life is all said and done. In moments I don&#8217;t feel young. Many moments I don&#8217;t understand what it means to be young at all. I feel [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=katrinaruth.wordpress.com&blog=2085601&post=6&subd=katrinaruth&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>December 25th, 2007</title>
		<link>http://katrinaruth.wordpress.com/2008/01/03/december-25th-2007/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Jan 2008 03:14:02 +0000</pubDate>
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There was no way to know that this moment would turn up like this right now, with this cast of characters forming this specific context. It is Christmas. So temporal, so short, so flimsy that I can see right through it. The flimsiness of it makes me want to break it. I know I can.
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		<title>The life of a plant</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Nov 2007 00:25:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The best things in life barely ever sprout fully grown. The things that surprise us with their good fullness usually don’t begin that way. Time is needed for discovery, exploration, formation, growth, maturity, and then finally figuring out how to reproduce. Some people try to speed up the process, thinking that until a plant bears [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=katrinaruth.wordpress.com&blog=2085601&post=3&subd=katrinaruth&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Namesake</title>
		<link>http://katrinaruth.wordpress.com/2007/11/09/hello-world/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 09 Nov 2007 01:15:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Dear darkening ground,
You&#8217;ve endured so patiently the walls we&#8217;ve built,
perhaps you&#8217;ll give the cities one more hour
and grant the churches and cloisters two.
And those that labor &#8211; will you let their work
grip them for another five hours, or seven,
before you become forest again, and water, and widening
wilderness
in that hour of inconceivable terror
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