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		<title>By: Jonathan Cretsinger</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jonathan Cretsinger</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Mar 2009 03:33:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Sink or Swim
by Jonathan Cretsinger

Pain what is your game? You have pulled me into this drowning pool. I am getting dizzy from going round and round with you.

Please step a little closer, so I can vomit all over you. You are a miserable piece of work, but you have had all eternity to practice your crafty art. God damn you for tearing me apart!

If it was not enough, you bring along your friends Loneliness and Despair. Is your goal for me to pull out all my hair?!

Do me a favor. Don&#039;t move. I need time to reload. *hit! I&#039;m all out of ammo. Hand to hand combat would be nice, but since you have none, I will have to run to a new hiding place.

How does Pain find me, this new friend of mine? From the moment we meet, my life has not been the same.

Hello, operator. Is my name listed in the misery game? Who is it that is calling and asking for me by name? Please tell them I am unlisted from this hall of shame.

Pain, I&#039;m not checking out of the mortal game, so do us a favor, and stop changing the rules to this *ucking game!

Just when I think I know how to play, you pull a fast one and I&#039;m having a tough time from going insane.

Do you enjoy seeing the misery that I am in? Unable to sink or swim? I&#039;m caught up in your whirlpool of sorrow and self-pity.

Please, I need help from above! Send me an angel to save my soul and deliver me from this drowning pool Pain has me dizzied in.

Send me my angel that is standing so near the edge. What is her plan as I struggle to work this one out? I know she has been here before, for that is what gives her the strength to keep herself from pulling me to shore.

Must I drown in order to live? Must I give in to surrender in order to survive? This is a strange battle I don&#039;t know if I will really win.

The weapons I have collected throughout my life are not working, and I feel that I am running out of time.

My angel of love, will you at least wind my watch of endurance in hopes that it will be enough time for me to find a new source of reassurance?

I don&#039;t want to drown in this sorrow pollution. It has a bad taste and I feel I am getting numb as I search for my solution.

Must I surrender to you Pain in order for you to cease? Just tell me how, but I know I will resist.

Just one last thing to say, before you tighten your grip and deliver that life threatening twist, but I need your full attention.

...... You will NEVER win!

--- Copyright © 2001 Jonathan Cretsinger
Notes From The Author:
To those who are thinking about giving up: There is light at the end of the tunnel.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sink or Swim<br />
by Jonathan Cretsinger</p>
<p>Pain what is your game? You have pulled me into this drowning pool. I am getting dizzy from going round and round with you.</p>
<p>Please step a little closer, so I can vomit all over you. You are a miserable piece of work, but you have had all eternity to practice your crafty art. God damn you for tearing me apart!</p>
<p>If it was not enough, you bring along your friends Loneliness and Despair. Is your goal for me to pull out all my hair?!</p>
<p>Do me a favor. Don&#8217;t move. I need time to reload. *hit! I&#8217;m all out of ammo. Hand to hand combat would be nice, but since you have none, I will have to run to a new hiding place.</p>
<p>How does Pain find me, this new friend of mine? From the moment we meet, my life has not been the same.</p>
<p>Hello, operator. Is my name listed in the misery game? Who is it that is calling and asking for me by name? Please tell them I am unlisted from this hall of shame.</p>
<p>Pain, I&#8217;m not checking out of the mortal game, so do us a favor, and stop changing the rules to this *ucking game!</p>
<p>Just when I think I know how to play, you pull a fast one and I&#8217;m having a tough time from going insane.</p>
<p>Do you enjoy seeing the misery that I am in? Unable to sink or swim? I&#8217;m caught up in your whirlpool of sorrow and self-pity.</p>
<p>Please, I need help from above! Send me an angel to save my soul and deliver me from this drowning pool Pain has me dizzied in.</p>
<p>Send me my angel that is standing so near the edge. What is her plan as I struggle to work this one out? I know she has been here before, for that is what gives her the strength to keep herself from pulling me to shore.</p>
<p>Must I drown in order to live? Must I give in to surrender in order to survive? This is a strange battle I don&#8217;t know if I will really win.</p>
<p>The weapons I have collected throughout my life are not working, and I feel that I am running out of time.</p>
<p>My angel of love, will you at least wind my watch of endurance in hopes that it will be enough time for me to find a new source of reassurance?</p>
<p>I don&#8217;t want to drown in this sorrow pollution. It has a bad taste and I feel I am getting numb as I search for my solution.</p>
<p>Must I surrender to you Pain in order for you to cease? Just tell me how, but I know I will resist.</p>
<p>Just one last thing to say, before you tighten your grip and deliver that life threatening twist, but I need your full attention.</p>
<p>&#8230;&#8230; You will NEVER win!</p>
<p>&#8212; Copyright © 2001 Jonathan Cretsinger<br />
Notes From The Author:<br />
To those who are thinking about giving up: There is light at the end of the tunnel.</p>
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		<title>By: Suz</title>
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		<dc:creator>Suz</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Feb 2009 17:38:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Sink or Swim?  I&#039;ll swim! :0)

Hubby &amp; I had to choose between my working full time+ or stepping down from my job 1 year &amp; 1/2 ago.  I was working part time, which sometimes included late evening hours, and we had a new baby, our first.   Hubby had a decent paying job, but the company he works for was bankrupt, still is, and we didn&#039;t know how long his job would last, still don&#039;t.

We decided that my being home with the new baby was more important than the financial benefit to my working. Now we had to stretch his paycheck... I had already begun using coupons and watching for money saving opportunities, so that gave me a leg up on the journey.  Now we are living a wonderful life, don&#039;t feel like we&#039;re missing a thing &amp; I get to stay home with our precious little boy.

Sometimes the difference between sinking or swimming is all in the mindset.  If you think you can do it, you&#039;ll have a much better outcome even if you&#039;re not entirely successful.  Throw God in the mix &amp; anything is possible!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sink or Swim?  I&#8217;ll swim! :0)</p>
<p>Hubby &amp; I had to choose between my working full time+ or stepping down from my job 1 year &amp; 1/2 ago.  I was working part time, which sometimes included late evening hours, and we had a new baby, our first.   Hubby had a decent paying job, but the company he works for was bankrupt, still is, and we didn&#8217;t know how long his job would last, still don&#8217;t.</p>
<p>We decided that my being home with the new baby was more important than the financial benefit to my working. Now we had to stretch his paycheck&#8230; I had already begun using coupons and watching for money saving opportunities, so that gave me a leg up on the journey.  Now we are living a wonderful life, don&#8217;t feel like we&#8217;re missing a thing &amp; I get to stay home with our precious little boy.</p>
<p>Sometimes the difference between sinking or swimming is all in the mindset.  If you think you can do it, you&#8217;ll have a much better outcome even if you&#8217;re not entirely successful.  Throw God in the mix &amp; anything is possible!</p>
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		<title>By: Good Reads: Feel The Love : Domestic Cents</title>
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		<dc:creator>Good Reads: Feel The Love : Domestic Cents</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Feb 2009 07:10:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] Deja Vuesday: Sink or Swim at Writer Dad [...]</description>
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		<title>By: Laurie</title>
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		<dc:creator>Laurie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Feb 2009 22:30:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Why the arbitrary year Sean?  Who decided it had to happen in a year?  What if Edison only gave himself three tries to make a light bulb?  It&#039;s called WD 40 because it took them 40 tries to get the formula right.

If you made up the rules, you can change them.  It is your game after all......And don&#039;t doubt your talent!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Why the arbitrary year Sean?  Who decided it had to happen in a year?  What if Edison only gave himself three tries to make a light bulb?  It&#8217;s called WD 40 because it took them 40 tries to get the formula right.</p>
<p>If you made up the rules, you can change them.  It is your game after all&#8230;&#8230;And don&#8217;t doubt your talent!</p>
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		<title>By: An Act of Kindness Throws Down Roots &#124; Writer Dad</title>
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		<dc:creator>An Act of Kindness Throws Down Roots &#124; Writer Dad</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Feb 2009 07:01:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] I wrote a post, Sink or Swim, where I discussed discarding the safe in search of something better.  I made my leap, and have [...]</description>
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		<title>By: Stacey / Create a Balance</title>
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		<dc:creator>Stacey / Create a Balance</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Feb 2009 01:30:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Five months later...my two year old loves the book and still refuses to sit on the potty. It sounds like I need a dose of potty training power.

&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stacey / Create a Balance&#8217;s last blog post..&lt;a href=&quot;http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/createabalancecom/~3/l3nk9APmrpk/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Let’s Play the Life Balance Discovery Game&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Five months later&#8230;my two year old loves the book and still refuses to sit on the potty. It sounds like I need a dose of potty training power.</p>
<p><abbr><em>Stacey / Create a Balance&#8217;s last blog post..<a href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/createabalancecom/~3/l3nk9APmrpk/" rel="nofollow">Let’s Play the Life Balance Discovery Game</a></em></abbr></p>
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		<title>By: Writer Dad</title>
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		<dc:creator>Writer Dad</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Feb 2009 17:12:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Davina:  I did, last Friday.  Did Gmail let me down?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Davina:  I did, last Friday.  Did Gmail let me down?</p>
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		<title>By: Davina</title>
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		<dc:creator>Davina</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Feb 2009 08:24:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The book is waiting for me to pull it together :-) More than 80 quotes have been submitted. I&#039;m dying to get to it but don&#039;t think I&#039;ll be able to for a few days. I can&#039;t wait to have it ready for everyone. Are you still sending in your quotes?

&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;Davina&#8217;s last blog post..&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.shadesofcrimson.com/2009/02/03/non-verbal-emotions-communication-universal-language/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Guest Post: Emotions — The Universal Language&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The book is waiting for me to pull it together :-) More than 80 quotes have been submitted. I&#8217;m dying to get to it but don&#8217;t think I&#8217;ll be able to for a few days. I can&#8217;t wait to have it ready for everyone. Are you still sending in your quotes?</p>
<p><abbr><em>Davina&#8217;s last blog post..<a href="http://www.shadesofcrimson.com/2009/02/03/non-verbal-emotions-communication-universal-language/" rel="nofollow">Guest Post: Emotions — The Universal Language</a></em></abbr></p>
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		<title>By: Hump Day Reading for the Restless Soul</title>
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		<dc:creator>Hump Day Reading for the Restless Soul</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Feb 2009 06:19:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] Deja Vuesday: Sink or Swim at Writer Dad [...]</description>
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		<title>By: Writer Dad</title>
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		<dc:creator>Writer Dad</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Feb 2009 05:07:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>dadshouse:  I love what you&#039;re saying, and you&#039;re absolutely right.  Sometimes we just need to catch our breath and gather our strength.

Kristin T:  I give fear a noogie and take its lunch money.  But not really.  I just try to swallow and step forward.

Randi:  Wow.  My second, &quot;I have to send out an email&quot; of the day.  Since it should already be sitting in your inbox, I&#039;ll just address the final paragraph - all links are yummy.  Those with matching anchor text have whipped cream and a cherry.

Davina:  Thanks, Davina.  I appreciate it.  How is the book coming along?

Stacey:  That&#039;s right!  You bought Number One and Two it!  You&#039;re welcome to a copy of &quot;Potty Training Power&quot; if you&#039;d like it.  You probably don&#039;t need it five months later, but even if you just want to read it, hit me with an email and I&#039;d be happy to send it to you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>dadshouse:  I love what you&#8217;re saying, and you&#8217;re absolutely right.  Sometimes we just need to catch our breath and gather our strength.</p>
<p>Kristin T:  I give fear a noogie and take its lunch money.  But not really.  I just try to swallow and step forward.</p>
<p>Randi:  Wow.  My second, &#8220;I have to send out an email&#8221; of the day.  Since it should already be sitting in your inbox, I&#8217;ll just address the final paragraph &#8211; all links are yummy.  Those with matching anchor text have whipped cream and a cherry.</p>
<p>Davina:  Thanks, Davina.  I appreciate it.  How is the book coming along?</p>
<p>Stacey:  That&#8217;s right!  You bought Number One and Two it!  You&#8217;re welcome to a copy of &#8220;Potty Training Power&#8221; if you&#8217;d like it.  You probably don&#8217;t need it five months later, but even if you just want to read it, hit me with an email and I&#8217;d be happy to send it to you.</p>
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