<?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, 30 Apr 2026 01:05:48 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/@princessprose/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Unrequited]]></title><description><![CDATA[green and pearl-covered wet with dew, like a flower opening tender the morning of sun-hung sky, brimming the life in the veins... yet, how easily it bleeds and flows. Tears in the eyes that smile at his]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@princessprose/unrequited</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/poetry/@princessprose/unrequited</guid><category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[princessprose]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 07 Aug 2017 21:47:39 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2ufhwNgM3qHKRHGPKURNx1ntGBn3psE97aVBh1pzFdbpoLMHDaUgVWpSCgREbJxQUxTqZRQQv?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Glowing               ....Rosy and glowing...and awesome!]]></title><description><![CDATA[Above all, be the heroine of your life, not the victim. ― Nora Ephron “Rosy and glowing! That’s right girls. Now look straight into the camera.” The two columns of contestants streamed toward her and then]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@princessprose/glowing-rosy-and-glowing-and-awesome</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@princessprose/glowing-rosy-and-glowing-and-awesome</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[princessprose]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 13 Mar 2017 04:55:00 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/o1AJ9qDyyJNSg3j52kokyfvD831NZXqcXdccodUkaBd6rV4sQ?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Private Logic of a Bullet     ... a simple law of mass in motion— keep going in the same direction]]></title><description><![CDATA[“The blood splatter’s not right.” Clare lost it. “We’ve been going at this for hours—I’m done.” She threw down the knife and stormed off the set. The photographer shrugged and began putting away his equipment.]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/creativity/@princessprose/the-private-logic-of-a-bullet-a-simple-law-of-mass-in-motion-keep-going-in-the-same-direction</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/creativity/@princessprose/the-private-logic-of-a-bullet-a-simple-law-of-mass-in-motion-keep-going-in-the-same-direction</guid><category><![CDATA[creativity]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[princessprose]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 10 Mar 2017 18:32:15 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/o1AJ9qDyyJNSg3j52kokyfvD831NZXpDW4AheLsyqMZU7H23G?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Abandoned              ...anything can happen in the blink of an eye]]></title><description><![CDATA[Anything can happen in the blink of an eye. Anything at all. So take my advice: whatever you do, Don’t blink. —Meg Cabot Trembling and rattled, I barely made it to the elevator. I hated waiting and especially]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@princessprose/abandoned-anything-can-happen-in-the-blink-of-an-eye</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@princessprose/abandoned-anything-can-happen-in-the-blink-of-an-eye</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[princessprose]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 07 Mar 2017 19:08:51 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/o1AJ9qDyyJNSg3j52kokyfvD831NZY8toF9ahz32AbhZ95TGz?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[One Dark Day                  ...etched in my memory, but not his]]></title><description><![CDATA[Unless we remember we cannot understand. E. M. Forster It was a dark, silvery afternoon...the wind howling at 90km an hour and I was headed to the lake to take pictures of the waves, of course. As I approached]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@princessprose/one-dark-day-etched-in-my-memory-but-not-his</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@princessprose/one-dark-day-etched-in-my-memory-but-not-his</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[princessprose]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 04 Mar 2017 03:28:30 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/o1AJ9qDyyJNSg3j52kokyfvD831NZY7RVPEQKZSyTVVG1vdS6?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Captain       a Gothic horror tale   ... She felt drawn as if she were sleepwalking]]></title><description><![CDATA[She wasn’t quite sure where and how it first began. Perhaps it was the afternoon in the nursery when Captain first spoke to her. Mother and Father were arguing downstairs and Nurse had gone to fetch her]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction-trail/@princessprose/captain-a-gothic-horror-tale-she-felt-drawn-as-if-she-were-sleepwalking</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction-trail/@princessprose/captain-a-gothic-horror-tale-she-felt-drawn-as-if-she-were-sleepwalking</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction-trail]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[princessprose]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 02 Mar 2017 02:23:33 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/o1AJ9qDyyJNSg3j52kokyfvD831NZXqzGS2Sx9f6u5G4RhNTp?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[this time of year     I’ve got no idea where I’m going—maybe somewhere remote.]]></title><description><![CDATA[They say life begins at forty. I think it’s true, but some days I’m not sure. My goal most days is to try to make it through until bedtime, without wine, a joint or Welbutrin—subject to change. My name’s]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@princessprose/this-time-of-year-i-ve-got-no-idea-where-i-m-going-maybe-somewhere-remote</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@princessprose/this-time-of-year-i-ve-got-no-idea-where-i-m-going-maybe-somewhere-remote</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[princessprose]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 28 Feb 2017 17:30:30 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/o1AJ9qDyyJNSg3j52kokyfvD831NZXqK8utXywJUR3wdfos4a?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[strange and enchanted]]></title><description><![CDATA[“A woman has to live her life, or live to repent not having lived it.” ― D.H. Lawrence love comes softly like moonlight settles in blue haze on floors of deserted rooms where we’ve laid loving, bodies]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@princessprose/strange-and-enchanted</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@princessprose/strange-and-enchanted</guid><category><![CDATA[writing]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[princessprose]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 27 Feb 2017 20:03:45 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/o1AJ9qDyyJNSg3j52kokyfvD831NZXptKEeXCuiRhE7xgpe1C?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Let me introduce myself...sort of]]></title><description><![CDATA[< Hi, I’m Marin @princessprose and I’m new to social media. I’m a creative person and my mind goes in a thousand directions at once, so please be kind if I’m scattered. I love bright colors and loud]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/introducemyself/@princessprose/let-me-introduce-myself-sort-of</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/introducemyself/@princessprose/let-me-introduce-myself-sort-of</guid><category><![CDATA[introducemyself]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[princessprose]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 26 Feb 2017 22:53:33 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/o1AJ9qDyyJNSg3j52kokyfvD831NZXpWprE7c9UqQdgLRRUMt?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[A Quiet Afternoon]]></title><description><![CDATA[Sometimes the hope of an early spring can be cruel. There’s no reason living in a northern latitude to expect spring sunshine in February, but after a few weeks of unusually mild weather, I’m spoiled,]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@princessprose/a-quiet-afternoon</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/writing/@princessprose/a-quiet-afternoon</guid><category><![CDATA[writing]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[princessprose]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 26 Feb 2017 18:25:57 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/o1AJ9qDyyJNSg3j52kokyfvD831NZXpWVYaCP6ibr8BjJUBZx?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item></channel></rss>