<?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-4162118857412149030</id><updated>2011-09-30T09:05:13.149-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Writer's Journey</title><subtitle type='html'>My ups and downs and probably somewhat humorous experience at attempting to write a novel!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Saira Cee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fwGuMr5kZc/S-HgAWxuBSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9AnW1nP-7ZQ/S220/Writing.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4162118857412149030.post-7051669309750167310</id><published>2010-12-24T06:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T06:56:46.271-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who are you?</title><summary type='text'>That's right, "Who are you?" who are you people of my stories? You characters that walk about in my mind and create a setting, a time, a new beginning. I know you have likes, dislikes, fears and baggage. But who are you? If I saw you on the street today, would I recognize you?
If my answer is 'yes', then I've done part of my job as a writer and have gotten to know you fairly well.
But if my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/feeds/7051669309750167310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/12/who-are-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/7051669309750167310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/7051669309750167310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/12/who-are-you.html' title='Who are you?'/><author><name>Saira Cee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fwGuMr5kZc/S-HgAWxuBSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9AnW1nP-7ZQ/S220/Writing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4162118857412149030.post-8212728111072933406</id><published>2010-08-31T06:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T06:39:10.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Revelation.</title><summary type='text'>So I've discovered why it's been so doggon hard for me to write! 
I've been editing and creating at the same time! Instead of me just getting my ideas out onto paper I've been fussing over the "correctness" and the "does this flow" which I should, eventually, but not while I'm trying to get the basic idea out. 
To put it simply I was meshing the editing and creating process, which I've discovered</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/feeds/8212728111072933406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/08/revelation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/8212728111072933406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/8212728111072933406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/08/revelation.html' title='A Revelation.'/><author><name>Saira Cee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fwGuMr5kZc/S-HgAWxuBSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9AnW1nP-7ZQ/S220/Writing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4162118857412149030.post-7044392724548758265</id><published>2010-07-26T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T23:22:57.095-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Apology.</title><summary type='text'>So I must apologize for the lack of attention that I've been giving you all. I've been so busy this month it's crazy! My writing has suffered also, I don't think I've wrote a sentence in my writings since I last posted in here.
Alas, my business will continue... 
But will my writing?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/feeds/7044392724548758265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/07/apology.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/7044392724548758265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/7044392724548758265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/07/apology.html' title='Apology.'/><author><name>Saira Cee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fwGuMr5kZc/S-HgAWxuBSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9AnW1nP-7ZQ/S220/Writing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4162118857412149030.post-2447518345408760289</id><published>2010-07-06T17:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T17:26:33.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Delays.</title><summary type='text'>So I'd like to apologize for my lack in posting these past couple days, but the month of July has been crazy! I just moved so I haven't really had access to my laptop but now I do, until Saturday that is. 
I will be out of town, so you all will have to survive another week without my posts. Not that it should be too hard to get by. 
Now to get back to the subject of this blog... I've taken a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/feeds/2447518345408760289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/07/delays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/2447518345408760289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/2447518345408760289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/07/delays.html' title='Delays.'/><author><name>Saira Cee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fwGuMr5kZc/S-HgAWxuBSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9AnW1nP-7ZQ/S220/Writing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4162118857412149030.post-5827854301596624734</id><published>2010-06-18T09:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T10:24:44.309-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's the Spark?</title><summary type='text'>Lately I really haven't had the desire to write, somehow I always find something "better" to do. Now, this is bothersome because I remember the days when I could sit down and write for hours on end and literally lose myself in my work. My mom's first question would be "what writing are you working on?" So, where did that spark go? Why is it that now, after I decided I wanted to write a novel, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/feeds/5827854301596624734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/06/wheres-spark.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/5827854301596624734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/5827854301596624734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/06/wheres-spark.html' title='Where&apos;s the Spark?'/><author><name>Saira Cee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fwGuMr5kZc/S-HgAWxuBSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9AnW1nP-7ZQ/S220/Writing.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fwGuMr5kZc/TBuPJ_ZuQtI/AAAAAAAAAG0/7NnlrcBzEFM/s72-c/Thinking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4162118857412149030.post-392179959091551313</id><published>2010-06-13T19:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T19:28:43.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Person</title><summary type='text'>So, I started to write something small in first person, but my question is that when you're writing in first person how do you "show" people what's going on? 
If I am talking in first person it's always "I walked over to the closet" ... that is very telly if you ask me. I think that's actually why I started to veer away from first person because I'm not 100% sure how to approach it. "My feet hit </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/feeds/392179959091551313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/06/first-person.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/392179959091551313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/392179959091551313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/06/first-person.html' title='First Person'/><author><name>Saira Cee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fwGuMr5kZc/S-HgAWxuBSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9AnW1nP-7ZQ/S220/Writing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4162118857412149030.post-5873388880972392738</id><published>2010-06-11T06:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T06:04:47.734-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Brick Wall.</title><summary type='text'>So... I've recently discovered a pattern. Every single time I finish a book I'm left feeling the same way. What is that feeling, you may ask. It's pretty easy to describe actually. After I've read the last page I simply go "Wow..." I'm left pondering how words on a page could make me laugh, make me cry, make me anticipate. How can simple words on a simple page be constructed in such a manner as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/feeds/5873388880972392738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/06/brick-wall.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/5873388880972392738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/5873388880972392738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/06/brick-wall.html' title='The Brick Wall.'/><author><name>Saira Cee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fwGuMr5kZc/S-HgAWxuBSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9AnW1nP-7ZQ/S220/Writing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4162118857412149030.post-5796308096654219847</id><published>2010-06-09T12:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T12:38:42.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Point of View</title><summary type='text'>So I've been reading some books lately and one was in first person while the other was in third. It took me a moment but I noticed that when I'm writing my mind jumps into first person but i want to describe things in third person. So i think this is where my writings have been getting stuck a lot, because I want to have a main character whom I can really go into detail with (thought wise) but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/feeds/5796308096654219847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/06/point-of-view.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/5796308096654219847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/5796308096654219847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/06/point-of-view.html' title='Point of View'/><author><name>Saira Cee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fwGuMr5kZc/S-HgAWxuBSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9AnW1nP-7ZQ/S220/Writing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4162118857412149030.post-7995122568970084469</id><published>2010-05-29T00:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T00:10:36.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Freedom Writer's</title><summary type='text'>I recently saw the movie "Freedom Writer's" I have to say it's a powerful movie, it portrays courage, determination, change. These students that 'Mrs. G' (as the students called her) taught through all four years of their high school experience kept journals... every day they wrote about their lives. No matter if anyone reads them, they still left something behind to tell their story... the story</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/feeds/7995122568970084469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/05/freedom-writers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/7995122568970084469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/7995122568970084469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/05/freedom-writers.html' title='The Freedom Writer&apos;s'/><author><name>Saira Cee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fwGuMr5kZc/S-HgAWxuBSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9AnW1nP-7ZQ/S220/Writing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4162118857412149030.post-7930206541602080339</id><published>2010-05-27T22:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T22:53:39.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Story Telling</title><summary type='text'>Story Telling 
Novel writing has prooved to be a challenge. Day after day I attempt to show my story, yet over and over I end up telling it, if I really focus (as in 110%) then I can show for awhile but, most of the time I end up telling. I believe this is because when  you're telling someone about something that has happened during your day you don't put it into novel format and show the story. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/feeds/7930206541602080339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/05/story-telling.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/7930206541602080339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/7930206541602080339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/05/story-telling.html' title='Story Telling'/><author><name>Saira Cee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fwGuMr5kZc/S-HgAWxuBSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9AnW1nP-7ZQ/S220/Writing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4162118857412149030.post-9084681437894687686</id><published>2010-05-24T13:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T13:43:57.595-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine</title><summary type='text'>What a beautiful day! The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and the words are flowing! That little "explosion" of creativity during "Night Owl" must have opened up some valve in my creativity center! (for now.) I'm still working on my creative writing project because there's only 2 weeks left in this school year! (woohoo!) But sadly this means that I may be slacking on my posts until the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/feeds/9084681437894687686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/05/sunshine.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/9084681437894687686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/9084681437894687686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/05/sunshine.html' title='Sunshine'/><author><name>Saira Cee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fwGuMr5kZc/S-HgAWxuBSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9AnW1nP-7ZQ/S220/Writing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4162118857412149030.post-7839493681272383861</id><published>2010-05-23T02:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T02:12:27.271-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Night Owl</title><summary type='text'>So now here's a thought that might be a bit backwards, but then again it could be completely normal! I've just now discovered that I can write better when it's really late, sadly I don't get that opportunity too often. But anyways, I'm sure you've all noticed that I haven't had inspiration or an idea that flows well recently but I've had a creative writing assignment due for a little while and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/feeds/7839493681272383861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/05/night-owl.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/7839493681272383861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/7839493681272383861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/05/night-owl.html' title='Night Owl'/><author><name>Saira Cee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fwGuMr5kZc/S-HgAWxuBSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9AnW1nP-7ZQ/S220/Writing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4162118857412149030.post-8132608625238123765</id><published>2010-05-18T23:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T01:52:29.532-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Writer's Eye</title><summary type='text'>In a world where so many things are possible whether it be with technology or something completely different one would think that inspiration would loom around every corner. one just needs to have the "writer's eye" -- or a more common name "an artist's eye" -- i'm beginning to think that maybe, just maybe, i might not have that eye.. yes i'll see something and a bit of inspiration will come to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/feeds/8132608625238123765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/05/writers-eye.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/8132608625238123765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/8132608625238123765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/05/writers-eye.html' title='A Writer&apos;s Eye'/><author><name>Saira Cee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fwGuMr5kZc/S-HgAWxuBSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9AnW1nP-7ZQ/S220/Writing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4162118857412149030.post-5285337597015682264</id><published>2010-05-12T22:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T22:35:12.732-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Roberta Hood</title><summary type='text'>"Name?" his passive tone hung in the air.
"Roberta Hood" The balded man looked up from his work at the sound of her  French accent. Roberta tilted her hat as she continued -- "But you can call me Robin." The French accent had dispersed without a trace, had he imagined it?
"Robin Hood... How quaint."
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So this came to me as i was bored and suffering from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/feeds/5285337597015682264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/05/roberta-hood.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/5285337597015682264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/5285337597015682264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/05/roberta-hood.html' title='Roberta Hood'/><author><name>Saira Cee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fwGuMr5kZc/S-HgAWxuBSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9AnW1nP-7ZQ/S220/Writing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4162118857412149030.post-2495161810251540510</id><published>2010-05-10T10:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T10:41:15.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Morning of Inspiration</title><summary type='text'>The sun is shining and the birds are chirping, what a wonderful morning to sit outside and enjoy the beautiful weather that God's blessed us with! The morning brings many things -- including inspiration.
     This lovely weather has inspired me to sit outside under the heated sky and write, although this whimsical idea of mine has some problems, you see i can't unplug my lap top, as of now, due </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/feeds/2495161810251540510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/05/morning-of-inspiration.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/2495161810251540510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/2495161810251540510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/05/morning-of-inspiration.html' title='A Morning of Inspiration'/><author><name>Saira Cee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fwGuMr5kZc/S-HgAWxuBSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9AnW1nP-7ZQ/S220/Writing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4162118857412149030.post-917934956888992274</id><published>2010-05-09T17:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T17:16:57.154-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's</title><summary type='text'>Mothers are an inspiration. They give us life and help us live a life of our own. I know that without my mother i wouldn't be the person i am today, i would have a surplus of problems and i would probably be a mess up beyond measures. I'm so thankful for the bravery and strength she's shown throughout life's troubles.
so i'd like to send a shout out to all mother's, you're a blessing in this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/feeds/917934956888992274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/917934956888992274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/917934956888992274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers.html' title='Mother&apos;s'/><author><name>Saira Cee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fwGuMr5kZc/S-HgAWxuBSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9AnW1nP-7ZQ/S220/Writing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4162118857412149030.post-6810893303636642769</id><published>2010-05-08T23:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T10:14:04.727-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Call for Summer.</title><summary type='text'>You know it's bad when you almost feel guilty for sitting down to write. Now let me explain quick before you allow yourself to get too confused!
So as we all know school is about to come to a close for the year, you may be thinking 'YEAAAH!' and so am in in a sense. At other times i'm tugging at my hair (not literally of course.) Around this time in the year the teachers seem to enjoy laying on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/feeds/6810893303636642769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/05/call-for-summer.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/6810893303636642769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/6810893303636642769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/05/call-for-summer.html' title='The Call for Summer.'/><author><name>Saira Cee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fwGuMr5kZc/S-HgAWxuBSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9AnW1nP-7ZQ/S220/Writing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4162118857412149030.post-2760573020902870767</id><published>2010-05-06T16:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T23:35:22.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding the Forgotten.</title><summary type='text'>You know those days when you decide to clean out the attic or even under your bed? You end up finding things that you've completely forgotten about! well that's basically what i did, i cleaned out my "Writer's Closet." I was filtering through old documents and i found some old writings some i have to say were utterly appalling... the writing structure made me want to rewrite the whole thing! but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/feeds/2760573020902870767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/05/finding-forgotten.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/2760573020902870767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/2760573020902870767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/05/finding-forgotten.html' title='Finding the Forgotten.'/><author><name>Saira Cee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fwGuMr5kZc/S-HgAWxuBSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9AnW1nP-7ZQ/S220/Writing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4162118857412149030.post-8423263023001080663</id><published>2010-05-05T15:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T15:57:02.872-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Write!?</title><summary type='text'>Wow, I've been so busy lately, I'm almost driving myself crazy! These past couple days I haven't had any time to sit down and brainstorm, let alone write. Anyone relate to this? Although before I was hit head-on with these thousands of tasks to get done I had some time to think. Should I go with that fiction story with made up places, made up creatures and an adventure to go on? or should I go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/feeds/8423263023001080663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/05/time-to-write.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/8423263023001080663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/8423263023001080663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/05/time-to-write.html' title='Time to Write!?'/><author><name>Saira Cee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fwGuMr5kZc/S-HgAWxuBSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9AnW1nP-7ZQ/S220/Writing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4162118857412149030.post-5592510617659441163</id><published>2010-05-03T11:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T11:40:16.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions Floating Around</title><summary type='text'>So, Question of the Day: Which writing idea do I focus on!? There's so many ideas but I am really hoping I'll figure out which one I'll be wanting to publsih first so I can make sure that it is quality work! I mean afterall... why bounce back and forth between stories if it dampens the quality of the manuscript? Better to focus on quality rather than quanity in my eyes. So now the brainstorming </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/feeds/5592510617659441163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/05/questions-floating-around.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/5592510617659441163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/5592510617659441163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/05/questions-floating-around.html' title='Questions Floating Around'/><author><name>Saira Cee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fwGuMr5kZc/S-HgAWxuBSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9AnW1nP-7ZQ/S220/Writing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4162118857412149030.post-6051502248984212314</id><published>2010-05-02T22:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T13:53:55.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning</title><summary type='text'>I recently attended a writer's workshop! Can anyone say helpful!? Wow, I learned so much over the weekend! Queries, Proposals, Agents, Editors. Who knew? Well of course many did, go ahead call me a newbie but I didn't! Although after learning all of this I couldn't help but feel a little discouraged! I mean come on, look at all the amazing authors out there, Ted Dekker, Bill Bright, Stephenie </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/feeds/6051502248984212314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/05/beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/6051502248984212314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4162118857412149030/posts/default/6051502248984212314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sairacee.blogspot.com/2010/05/beginning.html' title='The Beginning'/><author><name>Saira Cee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fwGuMr5kZc/S-HgAWxuBSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9AnW1nP-7ZQ/S220/Writing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
