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	<title>Comments on: The Caged Tulip</title>
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		<title>By: Paul Jessup</title>
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		<dc:creator>Paul Jessup</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Apr 2010 12:21:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This line made my day

&quot;And I guess when you actually fight for your soul do you come to believe that the soul exists.&quot;

You know what&#039;s even worse than going through this? Having two kids, watch them gravitate towards the nerdy and intellectual, and know that they too will have to face that horrid pain in a few years.

And trying to figure out how to save them from that. No one should have to live through that.

PS-
When we talked after the reading, you said something that changed me in a way. I think you&#039;re right- I&#039;m wondering what I want from my own career now.  And I think I&#039;d rather want to work part time still and have the freedom to write crazycoolfun stuff then try and write for a living, and write stuff that just doesn&#039;t love me the way I want it too.


Lot of fun talking to you and your wife.  Hopefully next time your in Erie you can stop by and say hi again.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This line made my day</p>
<p>&#8220;And I guess when you actually fight for your soul do you come to believe that the soul exists.&#8221;</p>
<p>You know what&#8217;s even worse than going through this? Having two kids, watch them gravitate towards the nerdy and intellectual, and know that they too will have to face that horrid pain in a few years.</p>
<p>And trying to figure out how to save them from that. No one should have to live through that.</p>
<p>PS-<br />
When we talked after the reading, you said something that changed me in a way. I think you&#8217;re right- I&#8217;m wondering what I want from my own career now.  And I think I&#8217;d rather want to work part time still and have the freedom to write crazycoolfun stuff then try and write for a living, and write stuff that just doesn&#8217;t love me the way I want it too.</p>
<p>Lot of fun talking to you and your wife.  Hopefully next time your in Erie you can stop by and say hi again.</p>
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		<title>By: Alan</title>
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		<dc:creator>Alan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Apr 2010 03:06:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Glad I could help. :) And you&#039;re right, it&#039;s exceedingly strange, now in my 30s, to stumble upon people with so much negative power on me in the past. In that sense I really feel like a different person, in that looking back on that threat makes it seem like the opposite end of a telescope...they were trying to hurt me because they were hurting themselves, in all likelihood. And coming from a place of smallness. But it&#039;s definitely, definitely odd.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Glad I could help. <img src='http://www.goblinmercantileexchange.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  And you&#8217;re right, it&#8217;s exceedingly strange, now in my 30s, to stumble upon people with so much negative power on me in the past. In that sense I really feel like a different person, in that looking back on that threat makes it seem like the opposite end of a telescope&#8230;they were trying to hurt me because they were hurting themselves, in all likelihood. And coming from a place of smallness. But it&#8217;s definitely, definitely odd.</p>
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		<title>By: Christopher Barzak</title>
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		<dc:creator>Christopher Barzak</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Apr 2010 20:56:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You know, I really needed this today.  I actually did stumble upon a former tormentor&#039;s facebook, and had to look, you know, to assess and see what he had become and if it was any different than he was then, or even if I could muster some other kind of feeling toward or for him than the ones I had in high school.  It was really hard to even look at the page, but I made myself do it.  It stirred up a lot of icky feelings in me that I&#039;ve tried to put away, for good reasons, but I&#039;m at a place now where I think I can look at some of those things and try to make something from them, because I feel like I&#039;m in a place now where I might actually be able to do that, as opposed to who I was in those years of powerlessness when I wasn&#039;t able to articulate anything about myself in a way that would have ever approached the point of being able to stand up for myself.  Writing, for me, became a place where I learned how to do that, and am still learning.  I think a struggle for a soul is appropriate terminology.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You know, I really needed this today.  I actually did stumble upon a former tormentor&#8217;s facebook, and had to look, you know, to assess and see what he had become and if it was any different than he was then, or even if I could muster some other kind of feeling toward or for him than the ones I had in high school.  It was really hard to even look at the page, but I made myself do it.  It stirred up a lot of icky feelings in me that I&#8217;ve tried to put away, for good reasons, but I&#8217;m at a place now where I think I can look at some of those things and try to make something from them, because I feel like I&#8217;m in a place now where I might actually be able to do that, as opposed to who I was in those years of powerlessness when I wasn&#8217;t able to articulate anything about myself in a way that would have ever approached the point of being able to stand up for myself.  Writing, for me, became a place where I learned how to do that, and am still learning.  I think a struggle for a soul is appropriate terminology.</p>
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