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		<title>Snapshots At St. Arbuck&#8217;s Volume 2</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Available from Dream Chasers Media Group AND Amazon.com Sample Chapter Life Goes On They stood there in the middle of St. Arbuck&#8217;s—a woman of sixty-plus years and a young boy of ten or eleven—holding their drinks and scanning the area for available seating. Sad eyes in broken-down faces&#8230;a reflection of stone cold heartache if I&#8217;ve [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rgryan.com&amp;blog=2167906&amp;post=542&amp;subd=rgryan&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[The inescapable fact of the mater is that the deeper I get into my current conundrum the more I love the taste of alcohol. Clear liquor, brown liquor, it don’t matter much to me. I love it all. Time was when I believed it loved me back. I know better now. Oh, yes, I most [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rgryan.com&amp;blog=2167906&amp;post=435&amp;subd=rgryan&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am frequently asked about the process of coming up with the stories filling the pages of my Snapshots At St. Arbuck’s book series. And since I have not the barest scrap of creativity at present I figured this might be a good time to address the question. I will attempt with all due diligence [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rgryan.com&amp;blog=2167906&amp;post=432&amp;subd=rgryan&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Things A Mother Never Wants To Hear At 7:30 AM</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 07 Oct 2010 16:47:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Our intentions were pure. No, really. They were. We left the house at 7:00 AM having mutually agreed that a trip to our gym would be appropriate. At least I think it&#8217;s still &#8220;our&#8221; gym, as we haven&#8217;t been there for, oh, three months or so. Why? I don&#8217;t know. Anyway&#8230; Roughly halfway there, I [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rgryan.com&amp;blog=2167906&amp;post=424&amp;subd=rgryan&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 02 Oct 2010 16:23:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; Characters will never &#8220;breathe&#8221; if the writer persists in viewing them as &#8220;fictional.&#8221; Yes, yes, I know, in truth they actually are, but hear me out. For something to &#8220;breathe,&#8221; it must have life, and that which is fictional is, by nature, lifeless. It then follows that if one begins from the point of [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rgryan.com&amp;blog=2167906&amp;post=420&amp;subd=rgryan&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Sep 2010 17:18:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[“You sure you have everything you need?” It was a question I had asked repeatedly since early that morning when my wife started packing for the long-awaited road trip with two of her high school friends. And of course her frustrated, yet bemused reply was, “Why don’t you get busy on that list of chores [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rgryan.com&amp;blog=2167906&amp;post=416&amp;subd=rgryan&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>First Time For Everything</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sleepy, silky streams of twilight caressed my face as the first day of summer drew to a close. Given my proximity to Jeremy Freeman—sitting as we were side-by-side on the dock behind my parent’s lakefront cabin—I found it entirely fitting that this was the longest day of the year. Truthfully, I didn’t want it to [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rgryan.com&amp;blog=2167906&amp;post=412&amp;subd=rgryan&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Sep 2010 18:26:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[She came off the van looking like she owned the place. Tall, long brown hair, slender of frame, eyes and lips like those belonging to girls one would customarily see gracing the covers of magazines. She could’ve been a model in another life. Unfortunately in this life she was just another case number assigned to [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rgryan.com&amp;blog=2167906&amp;post=408&amp;subd=rgryan&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>As You Wish</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was late. Again! Seems these days I’m always late, especially on days when I can least afford it. Like today. I got a text message from my boss late last night—she of the infinite pettiness and deficient humanity—asking me to stop on my way in to work and buy copies of four different newspapers. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rgryan.com&amp;blog=2167906&amp;post=403&amp;subd=rgryan&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Who&#8217;ll Stop The Rain</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[The rain began ten days ago, and hasn&#8217;t let up once—not even for a moment. Relentless and unceasing it falls in a seeming attempt to cover the surface of the earth in a deluge of Biblical proportions. My umbrella ceased to function the morning of the third day, which means that I’ve gone eight full [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rgryan.com&amp;blog=2167906&amp;post=400&amp;subd=rgryan&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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