<?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-2091451871532840931</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:23:34.352-08:00</updated><category term='Anna on the Verge'/><category term='Tuned'/><category term='A Frank Man'/><category term='Our Old Story'/><category term='Timed'/><category term='Sources'/><category term='Connections'/><category term='Moving On'/><category term='Flashing Bulbs'/><category term='Dog Days'/><category term='Keeping It'/><category term='Aquaplane'/><category term='A Fitting Arrangement'/><category term='Little World'/><category term='I Take Me'/><category term='The Tree of Me'/><category term='The Clown of Tears'/><category term='faust.com'/><category term='The Journal'/><category term='Libre'/><category term='The Nose'/><category term='Fortuna'/><category term='The Wild Robe'/><category term='Interlude - Inde&apos;s Dream'/><category term='Fin Land'/><category term='Boiling Pods'/><category term='A Vat of Butter'/><title type='text'>Limilines</title><subtitle type='html'>Liminal loglines - daily doses</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-5976026604233886571</id><published>2008-04-03T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T05:15:13.859-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Timed'/><title type='text'>Timed</title><content type='html'>A man gives himself twenty minutes to find a girlfriend, learn a new language, reconcile with his parents, and write the novel of a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does he do it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-5976026604233886571?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/5976026604233886571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=5976026604233886571&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/5976026604233886571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/5976026604233886571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2008/04/timed.html' title='Timed'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-6347892654315000185</id><published>2008-04-03T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T05:10:37.713-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Wild Robe'/><title type='text'>The Wild Robe</title><content type='html'>A woman wakes up to find her robe has inexplicably disappeared, sending her to her wit's end as to its cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where did the robe go? what does the robe want? is her mind playing tricks on her?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-6347892654315000185?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/6347892654315000185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=6347892654315000185&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/6347892654315000185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/6347892654315000185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2008/04/wild-robe.html' title='The Wild Robe'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-8652487295532027916</id><published>2008-04-03T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T05:04:20.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Journal'/><title type='text'>The Journal</title><content type='html'>Laura &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;whizzes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;away&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;writing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;journal&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;blatant&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lies&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mostly&lt;/span&gt;, to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;make&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;appear&lt;/span&gt; more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;imagined&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;offspring&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;each&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;scenarios&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;pens&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;start&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;unfold&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; Laura's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;concoctions&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;does&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;out&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;quagmire&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;page&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-8652487295532027916?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/8652487295532027916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=8652487295532027916&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/8652487295532027916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/8652487295532027916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2008/04/journal.html' title='The Journal'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-5277373676040294971</id><published>2008-03-28T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T05:04:37.551-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Vat of Butter'/><title type='text'>A Vat of Butter</title><content type='html'>A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mean&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;spirited&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;old&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;woman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;falls&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;into&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;vat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;butter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;way&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;taking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;journey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;into&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;beauty&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; has long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;forgotten&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;does&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;see&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;who&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;does&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;meet&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;does&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;emerge&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;vat&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-5277373676040294971?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/5277373676040294971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=5277373676040294971&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/5277373676040294971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/5277373676040294971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2008/03/vat-of-butter.html' title='A Vat of Butter'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-3823567049958737410</id><published>2008-01-29T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T05:07:21.331-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faust.com'/><title type='text'>faust.com</title><content type='html'>A man from Timbuktu places an online ad offering his soul in exchange for a trifling amount; soon after he gets a taker, offering much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens? How does Timbuktu figure in the arrangement?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-3823567049958737410?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/3823567049958737410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=3823567049958737410&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/3823567049958737410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/3823567049958737410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2008/01/faustcom.html' title='faust.com'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-97821017312619295</id><published>2008-01-28T03:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T05:15:23.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story Development Challenge:</title><content type='html'>Those interested in developing a short story from a limiline for possible inclusion in Greenbeards Magazine, write it and send it to &lt;a href="mailto:greenbeards@gmail.com"&gt;greenbeards@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; before the &lt;strong&gt;15th&lt;/strong&gt; of February.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-97821017312619295?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/97821017312619295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=97821017312619295&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/97821017312619295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/97821017312619295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2008/01/story-development-challenge.html' title='Story Development Challenge:'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-9211598666875791378</id><published>2008-01-23T08:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T08:47:12.082-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Fitting Arrangement'/><title type='text'>Booking Delight</title><content type='html'>Having researched the best prison systems in the world, a man seeks to get arrested for life in hopes of securing a nice, clean space to live. The only problem is finding the perfect crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does he do? Is he able to get arrested - how?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-9211598666875791378?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/9211598666875791378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=9211598666875791378&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/9211598666875791378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/9211598666875791378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2008/01/fitting-arrangement.html' title='Booking Delight'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-5064489400636694624</id><published>2008-01-23T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T08:45:04.825-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Take Me'/><title type='text'>I Take Me</title><content type='html'>A man's burgeoning sense of self brings him to face his worst fears: that he can't marry himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does he do to marry himself? How does he fall in love in the first place? What's the courtship like? And the fights...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-5064489400636694624?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/5064489400636694624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=5064489400636694624&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/5064489400636694624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/5064489400636694624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-take-me.html' title='I Take Me'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-7123187148454785941</id><published>2008-01-08T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T08:37:11.035-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anna on the Verge'/><title type='text'>Anna on the Verge</title><content type='html'>A girl goes into the bathroom; it locks her in.  After many exasperating hours she is struck by a revelation which has her making a pact with an entity that lets her out on the condition that she fulfill it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the entity? What's the pact? How did she get locked in? Does she honor the agreement? If so, what happens? If not, what happens?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-7123187148454785941?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/7123187148454785941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=7123187148454785941&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/7123187148454785941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/7123187148454785941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2008/01/anna-on-verge-girl-goes-into-bathroom.html' title='Anna on the Verge'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-1113373188707469627</id><published>2007-11-22T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T08:37:29.813-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving On'/><title type='text'>Moving On</title><content type='html'>After many years of a nomadic lifestyle, Gael decides to settle down in one place, only to discover that it's not her destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is her "destiny" as it were? How does destiny work exactly?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-1113373188707469627?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/1113373188707469627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=1113373188707469627&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/1113373188707469627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/1113373188707469627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2007/11/moving-on.html' title='Moving On'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-6627823533349601235</id><published>2007-11-20T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T08:38:05.072-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fin Land'/><title type='text'>The Fin Land</title><content type='html'>Over a sauna chat with an acquaintance, a man mentions his young daughter's uncanny gift of reading thoughts and on his return home finds her inexplicably gone. In trying to find her, he must develop an ability of his own while trying to careen through "the interference. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interference - how does it function?  how does the girl describe reading minds? what ability does the father develop? what happens to them? where do they find themselves? how does he find her? how did the girl disappear? what is their internal/external landscape like?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-6627823533349601235?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/6627823533349601235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=6627823533349601235&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/6627823533349601235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/6627823533349601235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2007/11/over-sauna-chat-with-acquaintance-man.html' title='The Fin Land'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-9221058669739364749</id><published>2007-11-19T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T08:42:22.223-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little World'/><title type='text'>Little World</title><content type='html'>Days before her 40th birthday, a woman decides to fulfill a lingering wish still dangling from her childhood, setting out on a plan of action that illuminates the "little" world around her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the wish? what's the "little world"? what's so important about realizing it? how does her life change as a result?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-9221058669739364749?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/9221058669739364749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=9221058669739364749&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/9221058669739364749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/9221058669739364749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2007/11/little-world.html' title='Little World'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-2374713492180322630</id><published>2007-11-16T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T08:44:38.280-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keeping It'/><title type='text'>Keeping It</title><content type='html'>On his way home, a drifter befriends a wealthy man who dies shortly after, leaving all of his possessions. On his way home with the money, the drifter meets another wealthy man but dies shortly after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-2374713492180322630?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/2374713492180322630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=2374713492180322630&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/2374713492180322630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/2374713492180322630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2007/11/keeping-it.html' title='Keeping It'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-765372486868744810</id><published>2007-11-14T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T01:59:32.809-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sources'/><title type='text'>Sources</title><content type='html'>A woman wakes up one morning and begins to write a book, effortlessly, finishing it in no time at all. Of an innovative, highly unusual bent, it instantly becomes the new literary souffle. Only now a respectable widow wants the proceeds from the sales, claiming its author is none other than her dead husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what will the woman do to substantiate her claims? is the book really an example of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;psychography&lt;/span&gt; (channeled from beyond)? how does the woman, the author, feel about her initial inspiration? what happens then?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-765372486868744810?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/765372486868744810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=765372486868744810&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/765372486868744810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/765372486868744810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2007/11/sources.html' title='Sources'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-6379095019501653538</id><published>2007-11-12T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T01:59:57.587-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boiling Pods'/><title type='text'>Boiling Pods</title><content type='html'>A woman living with h&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;er&lt;/span&gt; father hires a contract killer to get rid of bad old dad. Only dad had the same idea about his bad little girl, hiring the same guy and giving identical instructions for its fulfilment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are their motivations? What are the instructions? What's the assassin like? What happens?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-6379095019501653538?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/6379095019501653538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=6379095019501653538&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/6379095019501653538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/6379095019501653538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2007/11/peas-in-pod.html' title='Boiling Pods'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-4665054617109050253</id><published>2007-11-09T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T03:06:26.370-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flashing Bulbs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Connections'/><title type='text'>Flashing Bulbs</title><content type='html'>Three sisters living in a dilapidated house shut off from the outside world find themselves pregnant - mysteriously so since there hasn't been a man around for years - rousing the wrath of their mother, a powerful witch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's the father? how did the impregnation occur? what's in store for the sisters?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-4665054617109050253?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/4665054617109050253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=4665054617109050253&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/4665054617109050253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/4665054617109050253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2007/11/flashing-bulbs.html' title='Flashing Bulbs'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-6869696525130291309</id><published>2007-11-08T03:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T03:08:21.694-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Clown of Tears'/><title type='text'>The Clown of Tears</title><content type='html'>A girl whose tears were stolen by a vengeful clown has to follow the world's circuses to track him down in hopes of bringing them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where does the clown keep the tears? what does he do with the tears? is this some kind of hobby of his and if so, how and when did it start?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-6869696525130291309?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/6869696525130291309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=6869696525130291309&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/6869696525130291309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/6869696525130291309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2007/11/clown-of-tears.html' title='The Clown of Tears'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-7486293785385333178</id><published>2007-11-08T03:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T03:09:02.655-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our Old Story'/><title type='text'>Our Old Story</title><content type='html'>On a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;boat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;trip&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mediterranean&lt;/span&gt;, an embittered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;woman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;meets&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;falls&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;young&lt;/span&gt; man, a cartographer, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;from piecing together&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;series&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;coincidences&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;discovers he's her&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;son&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt; do? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;does&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; story &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;end&lt;/span&gt;?what are the coincidences?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-7486293785385333178?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/7486293785385333178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=7486293785385333178&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/7486293785385333178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/7486293785385333178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2007/11/together.html' title='Our Old Story'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-5784617463053504880</id><published>2007-11-07T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T06:39:30.216-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Frank Man'/><title type='text'>A Frank Man</title><content type='html'>All his life Frank has never been good at anything. Other than failure, that is. Sparked from yet another insult, he decides to teach a course titled "Sabotage 101 - how to ruin anything and everything." It turns into an overnight success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how is Frank changed by the newfound success? what skills does he teach in class? what are the "rules" of sabotage? what were his previous jobs?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-5784617463053504880?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/5784617463053504880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=5784617463053504880&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/5784617463053504880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/5784617463053504880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2007/11/man-named-frank.html' title='A Frank Man'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-5187155784680910963</id><published>2007-11-05T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T05:21:32.447-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Libre'/><title type='text'>Libre</title><content type='html'>A miopic bird accidentally knocks himself out on a wall, landing smack in the middle of a simmering bowl of soup whose cook is a failed opera singer now given a second chance at success, but with that comes the ever constant need for the extra ingredient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do the birds do? how does the cook catch the birds? what happens after the birds start disappearing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-5187155784680910963?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/5187155784680910963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=5187155784680910963&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/5187155784680910963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/5187155784680910963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2007/11/libre-me.html' title='Libre'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-5932976823776128640</id><published>2007-11-05T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T03:06:26.371-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Connections'/><title type='text'>Connections</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- She's nice.&lt;br /&gt;- Yes she is.&lt;br /&gt;- He's funny.&lt;br /&gt;- He so is.&lt;br /&gt;- They're perfect.&lt;br /&gt;- Sure is.&lt;br /&gt;- We're the best.&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;- It's awesome!&lt;br /&gt;- No doubt.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm incredible.&lt;br /&gt;- You really are.&lt;br /&gt;- You're...good too.&lt;br /&gt;- Only because of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good Afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- He's a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;- I know...&lt;br /&gt;- She's a slut.&lt;br /&gt;- You're telling me...&lt;br /&gt;- They're morons.&lt;br /&gt;- Tell me about it.&lt;br /&gt;- It's so lame.&lt;br /&gt;- Couldn't be lamer.&lt;br /&gt;- We're here.&lt;br /&gt;- We are?&lt;br /&gt;- I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;- Oh...poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;- You go get me a scotch, will you.&lt;br /&gt;- Sure thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good Evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- He's sweet...&lt;br /&gt;- You think so?&lt;br /&gt;- She's stupid.&lt;br /&gt;- If you say so.&lt;br /&gt;- They're fuckers.&lt;br /&gt;- I knew it.&lt;br /&gt;- It's fine.&lt;br /&gt;- It is.&lt;br /&gt;- We're over.&lt;br /&gt;- Who said?&lt;br /&gt;- I'm sick of you.&lt;br /&gt;- Me too.&lt;br /&gt;- You stink.&lt;br /&gt;- With you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-5932976823776128640?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/5932976823776128640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=5932976823776128640&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/5932976823776128640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/5932976823776128640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2007/11/connections.html' title='Connections'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-846435849631507919</id><published>2007-11-05T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T01:41:55.201-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Tree of Me'/><title type='text'>The Tree of Me</title><content type='html'>A woman discovers she has a tree growing inside her. With nurture, it shoots outward, exposing itself; with neglect, it wilts inward, killing her slowly and surely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does she do to inhibit its offshoots? When/how did she discover her "roots"? How does she live her life knowing this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-846435849631507919?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/846435849631507919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=846435849631507919&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/846435849631507919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/846435849631507919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2007/11/tree-of-me.html' title='The Tree of Me'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-713769234302119957</id><published>2007-11-02T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T01:42:08.207-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Nose'/><title type='text'>The Nose</title><content type='html'>A girl born with a gigantic, bulbous nose decides to take recourse in plastic surgery, only to find herself harassed by the nose ever after, ruining her life and demanding she restore him to his rightful place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--how does the nose chase her? how does the nose ruin her life? what's the nose's personality like?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-713769234302119957?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/713769234302119957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=713769234302119957&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/713769234302119957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/713769234302119957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2007/11/nose.html' title='The Nose'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-5128718466760502416</id><published>2007-11-02T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T05:06:43.904-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fortuna'/><title type='text'>Fortuna, Leave Me Alone</title><content type='html'>On a whim, Fortuna takes a liking to one sister while shunning the other, requiring daily sacrifices to win favor which get increasingly outrageous, until an odd sage introduces a novel way to fight back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--how does Fortuna communicate her demands? what are some of her demands? what does the sage suggest?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-5128718466760502416?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/5128718466760502416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=5128718466760502416&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/5128718466760502416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/5128718466760502416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2007/11/fortuna-leave-me-alone.html' title='Fortuna, Leave Me Alone'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-438248615376638500</id><published>2007-11-01T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T01:42:58.643-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuned'/><title type='text'>Receptors</title><content type='html'>On a walk to a sacred site, a man gets suddenly struck by lightning, endowing him with mental channels into others' lives, which at first annoys him, but later turns more and more enticing at the risk of turning off his own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`what are the channels? how does he get there? does he literally walk into others' lives? what are the side-effects of the portal?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-438248615376638500?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/438248615376638500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=438248615376638500&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/438248615376638500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/438248615376638500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2007/11/receptors.html' title='Receptors'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-2507616404093708992</id><published>2007-11-01T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T01:43:22.057-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dog Days'/><title type='text'>DOG DAYS</title><content type='html'>A hand chases a dog accross town, which propels more and more hands to join the hound, but when the dog revolts and bites the hands, new alliances are formed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`what are the alliances? what does the first hand do? do dogs dream?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-2507616404093708992?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/2507616404093708992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=2507616404093708992&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/2507616404093708992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/2507616404093708992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2007/11/dog-days.html' title='DOG DAYS'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-3670599046799651226</id><published>2007-11-01T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T01:43:48.814-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interlude - Inde&apos;s Dream'/><title type='text'>Interlude - Inde's dream</title><content type='html'>I was on a job interview for a high level position. I traveled there on the train with all my suitcases. My interview was first and I made an excellent impression. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Intelligent&lt;/span&gt;, creative. Then the others were to be interviewed and I was to wait. The others waiting somehow got the idea there was a body in my suitcase (there were actually two bodies in the suitcase). And all gathered as one to force me to open the suitcase. I stood up on the chair in outrage, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;eloquently&lt;/span&gt; and forcefully repeating the speech from "The Monsters are Due on Maple Street": What are you some kind of a mob, are we going to start accusing people, etc. They became uncertain and backed down, leaving me alone. I had been brilliantly decisive and turned an angry mob into passive sheep. My prospective employer saw the whole thing and must have been impressed. I went back home, knowing I'd get that job. I woke up before figuring out what to do with the bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Inde's&lt;/span&gt; space, go to &lt;a href="http://indeterminacy.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://indeterminacy.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-3670599046799651226?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/3670599046799651226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=3670599046799651226&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/3670599046799651226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/3670599046799651226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2007/11/hotel-x.html' title='Interlude - Inde&apos;s dream'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2091451871532840931.post-2269986510788553407</id><published>2007-10-31T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T01:44:03.246-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aquaplane'/><title type='text'>Aquaplane</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In seeking refuge from society a young couple buys a long-abandoned ship, only to find it inexplicably intact and bearing a precocious girl with a few claims on the nature of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~what is propelling the girl? who/what is the girl? does she want something? was she willed into being - if so, how? what does she stir in the couple? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2091451871532840931-2269986510788553407?l=limilines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/feeds/2269986510788553407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2091451871532840931&amp;postID=2269986510788553407&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/2269986510788553407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2091451871532840931/posts/default/2269986510788553407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://limilines.blogspot.com/2007/10/1-aquaplane.html' title='Aquaplane'/><author><name>Madeleine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
