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		<title>By: V-Grrrl</title>
		<link>http://fridaville.com/bittersweet/comment-page-1/#comment-434</link>
		<dc:creator>V-Grrrl</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2009 19:23:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My sisters don&#039;t participate in the family history project. My two brothers do, one sister-in-law (the family geneaologist), and three of my grown nieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&#039;t post essays written by my family members, but the pieces I wrote based on my diaries are under the category Story of a Grrrl on my blog. Just keep scrolling down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some stories I&#039;ve written about my family on my professional site: www.VeronicaDeschambault.com</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My sisters don&#39;t participate in the family history project. My two brothers do, one sister-in-law (the family geneaologist), and three of my grown nieces.</p>
<p>I don&#39;t post essays written by my family members, but the pieces I wrote based on my diaries are under the category Story of a Grrrl on my blog. Just keep scrolling down&#8230;</p>
<p>There are some stories I&#39;ve written about my family on my professional site: <a href="http://www.VeronicaDeschambault.com" rel="nofollow">http://www.VeronicaDeschambault.com</a></p>
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		<title>By: frida</title>
		<link>http://fridaville.com/bittersweet/comment-page-1/#comment-432</link>
		<dc:creator>frida</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Jun 2009 00:27:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I love the idea of having family members write on a theme. Of course, some of my relatives--my brothers and father-- would scoff and think I&#039;m just being weird. And my family seems to specialize in secrets that aren&#039;t easily revealed in words.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love the idea of having family members write on a theme. Of course, some of my relatives&#8211;my brothers and father&#8211; would scoff and think I&#39;m just being weird. And my family seems to specialize in secrets that aren&#39;t easily revealed in words.</p>
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		<title>By: Anonymous</title>
		<link>http://fridaville.com/bittersweet/comment-page-1/#comment-431</link>
		<dc:creator>Anonymous</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Jun 2009 22:00:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>V-Grrrl  ooh.  two more assignments.  I tried to get my siblings to write with me...but after the first few essays they got skittish about anyone else reading them...like parents or neighbors or unknown boogey men.  I&#039;m going to read up on your blogs last summer to see how you did it...I&#039;ve got tons of journals I&#039;ve been wanting to transform.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>V-Grrrl  ooh.  two more assignments.  I tried to get my siblings to write with me&#8230;but after the first few essays they got skittish about anyone else reading them&#8230;like parents or neighbors or unknown boogey men.  I&#39;m going to read up on your blogs last summer to see how you did it&#8230;I&#39;ve got tons of journals I&#39;ve been wanting to transform.</p>
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		<title>By: V-Grrrl</title>
		<link>http://fridaville.com/bittersweet/comment-page-1/#comment-430</link>
		<dc:creator>V-Grrrl</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Jun 2009 17:45:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Every Christmas, members of my family choose a theme related to our shared history and each of us write an essay around it. Some years we&#039;ve written about holiday memories, vacations, or memories related to the kitchens. Old memories from our original families, &quot;new&quot; memories from the families we&#039;ve built ourselves. It&#039;s always interesting to see how my older siblings cast their subjects and how uncomfortable some family members feel if anything negative is mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of my life keeps changing as I mature and view the past with different eyes. Remember last summer when I revisited old journals and wrote blog posts based on my observations? I only got as far as 1990. Maybe this summer I&#039;ll pick up where I left off. I learned so much about myself reading/writing my life as if it had happened to someone else.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Every Christmas, members of my family choose a theme related to our shared history and each of us write an essay around it. Some years we&#39;ve written about holiday memories, vacations, or memories related to the kitchens. Old memories from our original families, &quot;new&quot; memories from the families we&#39;ve built ourselves. It&#39;s always interesting to see how my older siblings cast their subjects and how uncomfortable some family members feel if anything negative is mentioned.</p>
<p>The story of my life keeps changing as I mature and view the past with different eyes. Remember last summer when I revisited old journals and wrote blog posts based on my observations? I only got as far as 1990. Maybe this summer I&#39;ll pick up where I left off. I learned so much about myself reading/writing my life as if it had happened to someone else.</p>
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		<title>By: Anonymous</title>
		<link>http://fridaville.com/bittersweet/comment-page-1/#comment-428</link>
		<dc:creator>Anonymous</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2009 17:42:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Beautiful.  I&#039;d say you are successful in this attempt.  I want to sign on to your homework assignments...but I fear.  I want to control the outcome.  I want to put my family in their little boxes, but they don&#039;t fit. Anyway, I&#039;m admiring your strength to face and surrender to freshness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Beautiful.  I&#39;d say you are successful in this attempt.  I want to sign on to your homework assignments&#8230;but I fear.  I want to control the outcome.  I want to put my family in their little boxes, but they don&#39;t fit. Anyway, I&#39;m admiring your strength to face and surrender to freshness.</p>
<p>Katie</p>
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