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		<title>By: Melanie</title>
		<link>http://urbanchick.wordpress.com/2007/05/09/write-those-stories/#comment-111</link>
		<dc:creator>Melanie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Jun 2007 12:42:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hi Jam

I am one of those people who fear crossing the divide into writerhood. I have worked as an English teacher, and especially enjoyed teaching creative writing as it&#039;s been a life-long dream of mine to see my name on the cover of a book. With post-grad studies in languages and a penchant for penning my life experiences in a private and personal journal, I can&#039;t seem to move past the excuses: I can&#039;t seem to find the time to work on this/ What if it&#039;s not good enough/ blah-blah-blah. I&#039;m my worst critic!
We need to be positive: deep down there&#039;s a writer in ALL of us!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi Jam</p>
<p>I am one of those people who fear crossing the divide into writerhood. I have worked as an English teacher, and especially enjoyed teaching creative writing as it&#8217;s been a life-long dream of mine to see my name on the cover of a book. With post-grad studies in languages and a penchant for penning my life experiences in a private and personal journal, I can&#8217;t seem to move past the excuses: I can&#8217;t seem to find the time to work on this/ What if it&#8217;s not good enough/ blah-blah-blah. I&#8217;m my worst critic!<br />
We need to be positive: deep down there&#8217;s a writer in ALL of us!</p>
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		<title>By: Jam</title>
		<link>http://urbanchick.wordpress.com/2007/05/09/write-those-stories/#comment-64</link>
		<dc:creator>Jam</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 11 May 2007 12:01:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;b&gt;HPF&lt;/b&gt;
Expectations are that you right what you feel, and that in writing that, the authenticity will sell what you&#039;re trying to say. So relax and write away!

&lt;b&gt;Marc&lt;/b&gt;
Apathy is a problem. But we should also think about why we become apathetic - is it not perhaps fear that immobilises us on occassion?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><b>HPF</b><br />
Expectations are that you right what you feel, and that in writing that, the authenticity will sell what you&#8217;re trying to say. So relax and write away!</p>
<p><b>Marc</b><br />
Apathy is a problem. But we should also think about why we become apathetic &#8211; is it not perhaps fear that immobilises us on occassion?</p>
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		<title>By: Marc</title>
		<link>http://urbanchick.wordpress.com/2007/05/09/write-those-stories/#comment-61</link>
		<dc:creator>Marc</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 10 May 2007 07:11:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>As a man I&#039;m always astonished at the level of extra bs (for want of a *much* stronger) word that women have to confront in simply living their lives in ways that I take for granted (like not being sexually threatened no matter what I blog about). If I reject a woman on a dating site I don&#039;t suffer verbal recriminations of being called a &quot;bitch&quot; or a &quot;slut&quot; either - and this seems to be so pervasive, according to the many woman I know, that I&#039;m forced into thinking along the lines that most men are utter pigs (and moronic ones at that). This does not gel with my personal experience of my own male friends, so either we disguise this behaviour from each other, or I have the good fortune to have outstandingly rare decent human beings as male friends. 

Anyway, I wanted to say all of that because (besides wanting to get it off my chest) my actual comment is that while I accept that this kind of gender-based intimidation that is being raised as a reason for the low response levels, there&#039;s probably also something more banal going on - that the internet is far less used and far less important in people&#039;s lives than it is in our own. And of course more so in SA than in other web enabled countries (I say that loosely, given the Telkom/Vodacom stranglehold!).

I think we can also add to that another of our favourite pastimes, both as human beings, and particularly as South Africans - apathy! 

Nonetheless, the struggle has to continue - and well done for putting energy into this initiative :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As a man I&#8217;m always astonished at the level of extra bs (for want of a *much* stronger) word that women have to confront in simply living their lives in ways that I take for granted (like not being sexually threatened no matter what I blog about). If I reject a woman on a dating site I don&#8217;t suffer verbal recriminations of being called a &#8220;bitch&#8221; or a &#8220;slut&#8221; either &#8211; and this seems to be so pervasive, according to the many woman I know, that I&#8217;m forced into thinking along the lines that most men are utter pigs (and moronic ones at that). This does not gel with my personal experience of my own male friends, so either we disguise this behaviour from each other, or I have the good fortune to have outstandingly rare decent human beings as male friends. </p>
<p>Anyway, I wanted to say all of that because (besides wanting to get it off my chest) my actual comment is that while I accept that this kind of gender-based intimidation that is being raised as a reason for the low response levels, there&#8217;s probably also something more banal going on &#8211; that the internet is far less used and far less important in people&#8217;s lives than it is in our own. And of course more so in SA than in other web enabled countries (I say that loosely, given the Telkom/Vodacom stranglehold!).</p>
<p>I think we can also add to that another of our favourite pastimes, both as human beings, and particularly as South Africans &#8211; apathy! </p>
<p>Nonetheless, the struggle has to continue &#8211; and well done for putting energy into this initiative <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: hotpinkflush</title>
		<link>http://urbanchick.wordpress.com/2007/05/09/write-those-stories/#comment-60</link>
		<dc:creator>hotpinkflush</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 09 May 2007 14:45:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hey Jammie.

Good point, although, upon further analysis, my fear is less about being judged by the world at large, and more about being judged by you guys! :-( true story! 
I feel honestly like expectations are high.
Also, the story is forming in my mind, and I am so unsure how it will fit toegther.
have yet to find a quiet time (and place) to site and write the damn thing...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey Jammie.</p>
<p>Good point, although, upon further analysis, my fear is less about being judged by the world at large, and more about being judged by you guys! <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif' alt=':-(' class='wp-smiley' />  true story!<br />
I feel honestly like expectations are high.<br />
Also, the story is forming in my mind, and I am so unsure how it will fit toegther.<br />
have yet to find a quiet time (and place) to site and write the damn thing&#8230;</p>
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