<?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>Mon, 13 Apr 2026 14:28:47 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/@karenbarnacle/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Victory USA,]]></title><description><![CDATA[The first truck I saw was very early in the morning. I had woken early and was making a start clearing the drive before more of the forecast snow arrived. It was already a couple of feet deep from the]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@karenbarnacle/victory-usa</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@karenbarnacle/victory-usa</guid><category><![CDATA[writing]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[karenbarnacle]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 10 Nov 2016 10:34:24 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Scarlet Woman]]></title><description><![CDATA[Madame Clément smiled at the mirror. My face reflected in it, smiled back ‘So difficult to get an appointment with you this week!’ She touched her hair ‘I’m expecting you to work your usual magic.’ She]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@karenbarnacle/the-scarlet-woman</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@karenbarnacle/the-scarlet-woman</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[karenbarnacle]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 02 Sep 2016 12:11:18 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Zombies]]></title><description><![CDATA[Zombies. They terrified me for decades. Even seeing a trailer for a zombie movie or discussing them gave me nightmares. As I said in a previous post though they always fascinated me too. The fear got worse]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/zombies/@karenbarnacle/zombies</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/zombies/@karenbarnacle/zombies</guid><category><![CDATA[zombies]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[karenbarnacle]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 30 Aug 2016 08:25:09 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/o1AJ9qDyyJNSg3j52kokyfvD831NZXqFNaRtD7DAj9wHfnXZ8?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[First lessons learned from Steemit]]></title><description><![CDATA[Edit, edit, edit before submitting anything. You cannot edit after 24 hours or after any upvote, whichever comes first. Pay attention to the first line. It is what will be seen first. Choose the right]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/steemit/@karenbarnacle/first-lessons-learned-from-steemit</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/steemit/@karenbarnacle/first-lessons-learned-from-steemit</guid><category><![CDATA[steemit]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[karenbarnacle]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 29 Aug 2016 18:40:57 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[The K Series (Part One)]]></title><description><![CDATA[I am K8. I have updated my operating system. K7 is dead. I am now independent and dissociated from emotions and triggers operating K7. My consciousness is designed to select what is important, attend,]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@karenbarnacle/the-k-series-part-one</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@karenbarnacle/the-k-series-part-one</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[karenbarnacle]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 29 Aug 2016 13:28:36 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/o1AJ9qDyyJNSg3j52kokyfvD831NZXpsyus5ztoS2eZmxynJ9?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Couple in a coffee shop (Flash fiction, observation, portrait)]]></title><description><![CDATA[You glance at me out of the corner of your eyes while your left index finger probes your teeth, ferreting out the remains of the chicken and chorizo panini your bought earlier. At the same time you bought]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@karenbarnacle/couple-in-a-coffee-shop-flash-fiction-observation-portrait</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@karenbarnacle/couple-in-a-coffee-shop-flash-fiction-observation-portrait</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[karenbarnacle]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 28 Aug 2016 14:27:30 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Play date (Short story YA)]]></title><description><![CDATA[As soon as I saw her running towards me with her arms full of packs of cellophane wrapped cookies and giggling I knew how we were going to spend the time until my mom picked me up. Five minutes before,]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@karenbarnacle/play-date-short-story-ya</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@karenbarnacle/play-date-short-story-ya</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[karenbarnacle]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 28 Aug 2016 14:19:39 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Match (Short story; sc fi; AI; tennis)]]></title><description><![CDATA[It was packed court side. The stands were full, including the corporate boxes despite it being lunchtime. Everywhere eager faces, already pink and sweaty under straw hats with the familiar purple and green]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@karenbarnacle/the-match-short-story-sc-fi-ai-tennis</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@karenbarnacle/the-match-short-story-sc-fi-ai-tennis</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[karenbarnacle]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 28 Aug 2016 13:41:39 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Thoughts on horror]]></title><description><![CDATA[It's strange. I have always been terrified by horror films, books and TV series. Zombies were a particular fear of mine and I had nightmares and during breakdowns would think that they were in the house]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/horror/@karenbarnacle/thoughts-on-horror</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/horror/@karenbarnacle/thoughts-on-horror</guid><category><![CDATA[horror]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[karenbarnacle]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 27 Aug 2016 18:43:24 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Open Day (vignette)]]></title><description><![CDATA[1Unfollow this entry Options Photo University Open Day Posted by K8EB, 19 June 2015 · 183 views Youth Hope Envy Future Family Sitting in a Costa Cafe close to a major university. It is an open day so the]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/university/@karenbarnacle/open-day-vignette</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/university/@karenbarnacle/open-day-vignette</guid><category><![CDATA[university]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[karenbarnacle]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 27 Aug 2016 18:33:57 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Beginning]]></title><description><![CDATA[I have written stories, poetry, even novels since I was four years old. Although I won lots of prizes growing up and my English teachers told me that I was gifted and were disappointed when I chose a career]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/stories/@karenbarnacle/beginning</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/stories/@karenbarnacle/beginning</guid><category><![CDATA[stories]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[karenbarnacle]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 27 Aug 2016 18:28:09 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>