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	<title>My Whole Expanse I Cannot See...</title>
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	<description>I formulate infinity stored deep inside of me...</description>
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		<title>Open mic at Sacred Grounds 03/08/10</title>
		<description><![CDATA[So, Monday night my friends, Jimmy and Danielle, voiced four of my pieces at Sacred Grounds&#8216; open mic night…
Telling a story, The world outside is burning, One passing dusk, and He came with her.




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		<link>http://www.lithiumcreations.com/life/2010/03/open-mic-at-sacred-grounds-030810/</link>
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		<title>Telling a story</title>
		<description><![CDATA[He&#8217;s sitting there on the kitchen floor, shitty, white linoleum. He&#8217;s sitting there, back against a cold steel fridge, a half a bottle of Percocet crushed and dissolved in a tumbler of vodka nestled in his right hand, a carving knife in his left. He&#8217;s set to tell a story, beginning, to middle, to end. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.lithiumcreations.com/creative-flash/2010/03/telling-a-story/</link>
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		<title>Sabrina came</title>
		<description><![CDATA[He climbs onto her back, all slow-like and deliberate. Sabrina feels his shell against hers, pinning her against the cold earth. She feels heat inside her, washing away all the befores until all she can feel is the blinding heat of right now. She arches her shell against his, taking him in deeper, closes her [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.lithiumcreations.com/creative-flash/2010/03/sabrina-came/</link>
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		<title>If I don&#8217;t die</title>
		<description><![CDATA[So, if I don&#8217;t die during my trache change later today, I vow two things.
First, I plan to devote more of my time toward writing unicorn, and turtle focused erotica.  I figure, erotica is very erotic, and unicorns are astonishingly beautiful, so putting the two together, well, I don&#8217;t think people will be able to [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.lithiumcreations.com/life/2010/02/if-i-dont-die/</link>
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		<title>A nun</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I think if things don&#8217;t change, I&#8217;m going to become a Catholic nun. I&#8217;m going to break a gender-wall that has stood for far too long. I&#8217;m going to gay marry God, giving up my life of sin. I&#8217;ll wear my habit, and look totally hot, and live to love and serve the Lord. I&#8217;ve [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.lithiumcreations.com/life/2010/02/a-nun/</link>
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		<title>The world outside is burning</title>
		<description><![CDATA[They wake to the sounds of alarms, sirens, tires screeching on pavement. The world outside is burning. Trees, houses, it’s all on fire. People screaming, their sorrow floating in through open windows. She’s holding him in bed, lying on ruffled purple sheets under a dark-blue blanket. It was cold out, freezing, until everything turned to [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.lithiumcreations.com/creative-flash/2010/02/the-world-outside-is-burning/</link>
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		<title>Stain</title>
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This just seems right to post.
I feel like this Nirvana song, like a stain.
The song goes&#8230;
Well, he never bleeds, and he never fucks, and he never leaves &#8217;cause he&#8217;s got bad luck.
Well, he never reads, and he never draws, and he never sleeps &#8217;cause he&#8217;s got bad luck, yeah&#8230;
I&#8217;m a stain&#8230;
I&#8217;m in that sort of [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.lithiumcreations.com/life/2010/02/stain/</link>
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		<title>I need ideas</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ve been pretty stuck in my writing. Nothing in my head seems worth the letters, and the words, and the sentences. It&#8217;s been this way for a solid while now, and I can&#8217;t seem to dig out of it. I love the craft, I love using it to create, I just don&#8217;t see anything worth [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.lithiumcreations.com/life/2010/02/i-need-ideas/</link>
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		<title>I&#8217;m not brave</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Almost daily sometimes, I hear that I&#8217;m brave, or an inspiration. &#8220;Inspirational&#8221; is subjective, I can&#8217;t really argue with how I affect people. If something I write stirs something good, I&#8217;ll take it. If me riding around town with a little plastic tube in my throat helps someone do something they&#8217;re afraid of, great. I [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.lithiumcreations.com/life/2010/02/im-not-brave/</link>
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		<title>Open mic night at Sacred Grounds 02/08/10</title>
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So, last night I went to open mic at a cafe in Tampa, Sacred Grounds. I met someone there on Saturday, Danielle, and we&#8217;ve been talking since. She really likes my writing for some reason, and asked if she could be my reader at open mic. So, we went and she read three of my [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.lithiumcreations.com/life/2010/02/open-mic-night-at-sacred-grounds-020810/</link>
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