<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></title><description><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link><image><url>http://direct.ecency.com/logo512.png</url><title>RSS Feed</title><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Thu, 09 Apr 2026 02:59:17 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/@flatscreenface/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Writing group homework- fan fiction: Maud Flanders]]></title><description><![CDATA[My first thought, as always, was for the children, for my beloved Todd and Rod, but soon after waking I realised it was wrong— wrong to lying here alone, without Ned beside me; wrong to be awake at all—]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@flatscreenface/writing-group-homework-fan-fiction-maud-flanders</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@flatscreenface/writing-group-homework-fan-fiction-maud-flanders</guid><category><![CDATA[writing]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[flatscreenface]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jul 2018 01:25:09 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[50 word Story Contest Week #19]]></title><description><![CDATA[She said she wanted something pretty on her skin, so he made a book mark of the backing paper from a temporary tattoo. While she admired the bleeding heart on her arm he went back to his saved page: "Our]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiftywords/@flatscreenface/50-word-story-contest-week-19</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiftywords/@flatscreenface/50-word-story-contest-week-19</guid><category><![CDATA[fiftywords]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[flatscreenface]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 12 Jul 2017 00:59:51 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[We are transitional devices]]></title><description><![CDATA[Two minutes is all it takes to listen to my spooky little poem, recorded with a backing track of crickets. I know, I know - no one likes poetry, not even poets, but it's two minutes and really is, I reckon,]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@flatscreenface/we-are-transitional-devices</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@flatscreenface/we-are-transitional-devices</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[flatscreenface]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 10 Jul 2017 10:09:15 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Kia ora from Aotearoa/New Zealand...]]></title><description><![CDATA[... and hello Steemians. I'm a larval writer from The South Pacific, working hard to pupate into an author. Which probably means I'll share some of my fiction here. It's winter here at the moment. My part]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/introduceyourself/@flatscreenface/kia-ora-from-aotearoa-new-zealand</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/introduceyourself/@flatscreenface/kia-ora-from-aotearoa-new-zealand</guid><category><![CDATA[introduceyourself]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[flatscreenface]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 09 Jul 2017 10:11:39 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/RGgukq5E6HBS5wvERDA3ZF4P2WKQy2VoZZet1QV2TUqAcUiP4HWttQyVKxeyEpP5gNtyAFGpqRQhFqKZ44LjJzQfSCgd9HVFsPR43BFQTmTnq21BRNM2W3Y3hcd4fR8?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item></channel></rss>