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	<title>Dead End Streets - A Serial Novel</title>
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	<description>If you thought high school was traumatizing, try it as a vampire...</description>
	<pubDate>Tue, 06 Jan 2009 23:02:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Thanksgiving</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 06 Jan 2009 05:07:23 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>alieneeeter</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Thanksgiving morning at Sprite’s house was a flurry of adults and children—all of them trying to use the same bathroom at once.  “We’re next!” Sprite announced standing in the middle of the hall, Gabby beside her watching as a baby wearing only a t-shirt ran through the hall, Jessie chasing after.
“Not fair,” Woody said poking [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Taste of Blood pt 4</title>
		<link>http://www.deadendstreets.com/thanksgiving-break/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 03 Jan 2009 06:53:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>alieneeeter</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Katy emptied out her school backpack on her bed and stared at the empty cavern inside it.  Patrick wandered past her door, pausing to watch her.  “Are you waiting for something to jump out and bite you?”
“Lex is taking me to New York City tomorrow morning.  I don’t know what to pack.”
“Pack warm,” he advised.  [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Massive Fail&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://www.deadendstreets.com/massive-fail/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Jan 2009 08:02:41 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>alieneeeter</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Okay.  It&#8217;s official.  I fail at this origins storyline.  Patrick&#8217;s past was better off left ambiguous.  There will be a new chapter up by the end of today (friday).  In the meantime, here&#8217;s some of my old fanfic so you won&#8217;t be bored.  Several of those are unfinished fails too. (numbers 1, 2, and 12&#8230;#8 [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Taste of Blood pt 3</title>
		<link>http://www.deadendstreets.com/the-taste-of-blood-pt-3/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Dec 2008 08:26:32 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>alieneeeter</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[School.  What was the point?  Why was David wasting his time in such a soul destroying institution?  He was a vampire.  Beyond mortal trappings.  Why school?  Why a job?  As a superior creature, was he not above all of that?  It was afternoon.  He wanted to sleep.  That was the natural order of things.  So [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Ghosts of Christmas Future</title>
		<link>http://www.deadendstreets.com/ghosts-of-christmas-future/</link>
		<comments>http://www.deadendstreets.com/ghosts-of-christmas-future/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 26 Dec 2008 07:03:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>alieneeeter</dc:creator>
		
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.deadendstreets.com/?p=143</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[A/N:  Obviously the storyline is only at Thanksgiving, and I didn’t find it necessary to write episodes coinciding with any other holidays, but I had this idea, and its not like I have anything better to do on Xmas.  Sorry you get your Christmas story on the 26th…on the up side, you’ll get another christmas [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Taste of Blood pt 2</title>
		<link>http://www.deadendstreets.com/sorry/</link>
		<comments>http://www.deadendstreets.com/sorry/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Dec 2008 07:18:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>alieneeeter</dc:creator>
		
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.deadendstreets.com/?p=139</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[David woke up to a black room.  A tiny sliver of light under the door seemed to fill the room with enough glow to allow him to see the slumbering woman next to him, the blond of her hair, the curve of a bare shoulder.  He was still wearing his jeans and Rita had not [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Origins: Patrick pt 3</title>
		<link>http://www.deadendstreets.com/origins-patrick-pt-3/</link>
		<comments>http://www.deadendstreets.com/origins-patrick-pt-3/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Dec 2008 07:54:05 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>alieneeeter</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Patrick got out of the shower and dressed in his least dirty jeans, but all of his shirts had failed the armpit test.  It would be so simple to knock on Billy’s door and ask for a loan, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it.  Sheena was awake when Patrick came out of the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Taste of Blood</title>
		<link>http://www.deadendstreets.com/the-taste-of-blood/</link>
		<comments>http://www.deadendstreets.com/the-taste-of-blood/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Dec 2008 02:02:11 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>alieneeeter</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[David stared into Rita&#8217;s cleavage as she sat with him. In the early hours of the morning the bar was getting ready to close, and it had more or less emptied of customers. &#8220;So the therapist didn&#8217;t help?&#8221; she asked after David had updated her on his situation.
&#8220;I didn&#8217;t think he would,&#8221; he admitted. &#8220;I [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Origins: Patrick pt 2</title>
		<link>http://www.deadendstreets.com/origins-patrick-pt-2/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Dec 2008 05:49:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>alieneeeter</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[It was after eleven o’ clock before the restaurant had been completely cleaned and pulled back into order with only four people working.  Patrick was glad for the job, and for the cash Dee Dee handed him at the end of the night on top of his tips.
“Ready to go home?” Sheena asked him.  She [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Blonds</title>
		<link>http://www.deadendstreets.com/blonds/</link>
		<comments>http://www.deadendstreets.com/blonds/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Dec 2008 05:25:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>alieneeeter</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Heather poured a generous amount of hydrogen peroxide to a washcloth and pressed the wet cloth to her neck, hissing as the solution stung the open wounds there.  A nightly ritual.  At least three of the bites were open, angry and sore, the skin around them red.  I can’t do this much longer.
*****
Heather wore a [...]]]></description>
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