<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:27:44.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Luz Bronson's Writing Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog about writing and reading (and my life). I'll post information, techniques, troubles, and a link to my yahoo writing group. Feel free to email me with questions or suggestions about the blog and my stories.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-113066140511386695</id><published>2005-10-30T01:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T01:46:12.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Hair Should Be OrangeExpressive, deep, and one of a kind.You pull off "weird" well - hardly anyone notices.What's Your Funky Inner Hair Color?huh. fancy that.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/113066140511386695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/113066140511386695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113066140511386695' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-109177770069785972</id><published>2004-08-06T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T00:37:12.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bear Spirit Calls To You ~Bear is spirit keeper of the West, the place ofdarkness, maturity and good harvest. Bears areactive during the night and day.  Thissymbolizes its connection with solar energy,that of strength and power, and lunar energy,that of intuition. The bear holds the teachingsof introspection. When it shows up in your lifepay attention to how you think, act andinteract.Bear's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/109177770069785972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/109177770069785972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109177770069785972' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-10916040746180323</id><published>2004-08-04T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T00:21:14.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok. So, it's been a while, hasn't it? I'm taking a class this summer in archaeology, kinda interesting, kinda boring. I'm leaving for Europe in less than three weeks, so I'm getting very excited. Can't write much more now. I'll try and stop by again soon.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/10916040746180323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/10916040746180323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#10916040746180323' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-107722352157040288</id><published>2004-02-19T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T13:01:24.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, so Daisy is no more, and Penny will be watching over the blog until I can find a better/different picture. Valentine's Day came and went, and I had a lot of fun with my sister and her husband Downtown. I spent a lot of money, but it was fun. The best part of the weekend was having Monday off from school and work. Long weekends and short weeks are the best. Of course, this week has been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/107722352157040288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/107722352157040288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107722352157040288' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-107662735964286692</id><published>2004-02-12T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T15:12:03.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hhmmm...I just realized that Daisy isn't working, and the site that I adopted her from is no longer there. Maybe that's why I haven't been posting lately. Well, I'll get right on to finding something/someone else to be the bloguardian.Doing this on a PC is so much easier than on a Mac, but I still prefer Macs.~Luz</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/107662735964286692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/107662735964286692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107662735964286692' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-107662708600189759</id><published>2004-02-12T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T15:06:35.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, my sister (the one and only faithful reader of this blog) has been bugging me to post something these last three or four months. I survived fall quarter and made it to the Dean's List for the first time since freshman year (4 out of 7 quarters is pretty good). I officially changed my major to geology and declared my minor in math.This quarter I have two geology classes and a fun (but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/107662708600189759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/107662708600189759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107662708600189759' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-106721865727680650</id><published>2003-10-26T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T17:38:31.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I hate school. I hate life. But I love:Orlando BloomRichard CoyleJude LawAamir Khanand Heath Ledger~Luz ;)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106721865727680650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106721865727680650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106721865727680650' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-106625455020567481</id><published>2003-10-15T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T14:49:09.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I got back from my field trip, cold, hungry, and tired. I had a bunch of homework that I hadn't finished, so I spent much of Monday and Tuesday completing it. Now I can finally relax.I'm glad I went on the trip. The stopping and getting out of the vans every few minutes got old, though, and I was stuck in the back row in the middle. Not exactly comfortable. But we saw some beautiful </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106625455020567481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106625455020567481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106625455020567481' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-106583605053281143</id><published>2003-10-10T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-10T18:36:14.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>School is insane. I thought I would get back after a relaxing summer (after six quarters in a row, mind you) and be totally fine. But no, that is definitely not the case. I started having a breakdown this afternoon. My geology class is going on a field trip this weekend...overnight...camping. Ugh. And we're going to places I've been to a million times before, but my sister was like "but you'll </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106583605053281143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106583605053281143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106583605053281143' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-106498928201126677</id><published>2003-09-30T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-30T23:29:02.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What a (beginning of a) week! I worked full-time Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and then I had to start school on Monday (yesterday). Saturday my sisters and some friends of my middle sister saw "The Rundown". It was hilarious, and Seann William Scott is hot! Sunday, after work, my sisters and I had our last meal together before school starts again. Yum, Indian. And it was such hot weather that it was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106498928201126677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106498928201126677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106498928201126677' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-106446991589664445</id><published>2003-09-24T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-24T23:05:16.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>School is almost here, and until then I'm preoccupied with about 3 times as much work this week...Always fun. I worked 12 to 9 yesterday, and it was incredibly frustrating. Give me an annoying, carpal tunnel-inflicting job, fine, just let me do it my way and alone. But no, it can never be that easy. First, stupid temp woman who only works during rush but has worked for several years (which means </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106446991589664445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106446991589664445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106446991589664445' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-106404344765625219</id><published>2003-09-20T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T17:33:11.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oooh. I thought of a name for the guy I like at work. For those of you who don't know me, guys I like or guys who like me end up with nicknames so that my sisters and I can talk about them freely. For instance, the guy who lived in the apartment across the street from my older sister and me was "Benny" (as in Goodman, since he was a musician). The guy who liked me at the local pizza place looked </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106404344765625219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106404344765625219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106404344765625219' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-106404187997255645</id><published>2003-09-19T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-20T00:19:27.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm obsessed with personality quizzes, horoscopes, and anything similar. Still awaiting the results of my meeting with my naturopath...I wonder what my remedy will be? Ew, blood test on Monday. I feel woozy already, and it's only Friday night. Though I did work 12-9 today, instead of my usual 6-9. Funny that I've worked there for five months and JUST met this woman I've been hearing about the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106404187997255645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106404187997255645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106404187997255645' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-106375510209450457</id><published>2003-09-16T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T16:31:42.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm posting less frequently than ever now, I know. But it's surprising how difficult it is to get back into life after a vacation. And Saturday was my other sister's birthday...So I had to go help her celebrate at a fair. There were some really gorgeous horses and donkeys. And scones are delicious! Mmmm....I'm hungry. Anyway, that was fun. Of course, it was back to work again yesterday, and it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106375510209450457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106375510209450457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106375510209450457' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-106309003779413430</id><published>2003-09-08T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-09T13:00:46.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, this is going to be a quick note...I'm SOOO tired. I got back from California (shark bite free, thank goodness) yesterday afternoon. It was, overall, a pretty good trip. Vacations are so nice, and the place we went is one of my absolute favorites ever. Then, today was my sister's birthday (and grandmother's). My parents left for home this afternoon after the gift-opening ceremony, and we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106309003779413430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106309003779413430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106309003779413430' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-106205105014038402</id><published>2003-08-27T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T23:10:50.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally, I post at a reasonable hour! Well, it's Wednesday night, and I'm leaving for my wonderful vacation to California on Friday! I'm so excited. So much so that I think I may not post anything until after I return, 9/8. What a wonderful week and a half it will be. But when it's over...I don't even want to think about school starting. Oh well, it's gotta start sometime. Hopefully this will be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106205105014038402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106205105014038402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106205105014038402' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-106176427880677713</id><published>2003-08-24T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T15:40:22.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey, everyone. Ok, so here's a one-page scene/story that I wrote for an exercise out of Josip Novakovich's "Fiction Writer's Workshop". The exercise was "Write a scene of a story from a glimpse you have had of a group of people. Sketch the characters in their setting and let them interact." I kind of cheated, since I based it on a photo I got off http://www.ask.com (entering people and outside). </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106176427880677713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106176427880677713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106176427880677713' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-106154342049851290</id><published>2003-08-22T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T01:38:01.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's an interesting idea. I don't know if I'll continue, but for this week...Friday Five1. When was the last time you laughed? Today (Thursday night)2. Who was the last person you had an argument with? My older (not oldest) sister3. Who was the last person you emailed? My dad4. When was the last time you bathed? Today (Thursday morning)5. What was the last thing you ate? Sunchips and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106154342049851290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106154342049851290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106154342049851290' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-106153850025958932</id><published>2003-08-22T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-22T00:49:27.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey, everyone. I'm SO sorry for not posting for a whole week. So much to tell! The country fair (MF as I will call it) was good, but we actually only spent one day there. I LOVE my dog, and I miss her so much...she lives at my parents', so I don't see her too often. Daisy, the bloguardian sheep, doesn't even compare to my beautiful, sweet dog. Anyway...Roasted corn and watermelon are so much </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106153850025958932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106153850025958932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106153850025958932' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-106093986250288147</id><published>2003-08-15T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-15T02:37:06.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, let's see...This has been a busy week, for the summer. My brother-in-law left for Europe on Wednesday, and my sister and I had quite the adventure getting home from the airport. I won't go into details, but it involves vomit (not mine or hers, of course), some crazy people, a crowded bus, and getting back late to work. Well, she was late; I was at work on time. Then, I had the most </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106093986250288147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106093986250288147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106093986250288147' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-106059670341051571</id><published>2003-08-11T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-11T03:15:50.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, it's been awhile since I last posted. We didn't go swimming because it was raining today (Sunday anyway). So I wrote for a few hours, napped (I only got four hours of sleep Saturday night), had a bon voyage dinner for my brother-in-law who's off to Europe on Wednesday, and watched Edward Scissorhands. That's an ok day to me. I finished "The Spy Who Came in from the Cold" by John le Carre'. It</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106059670341051571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106059670341051571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106059670341051571' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-106041205824416914</id><published>2003-08-08T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-08T23:55:35.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Once again...How gorgeous is Orlando Bloom?Sexy Orlando What Orlando Bloom are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106041205824416914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106041205824416914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106041205824416914' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-106041175564663713</id><published>2003-08-08T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-11T03:05:59.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, I finally got something respectable down about a fantasy idea I've been thinking about lately. It's kind of stupid, and I don't think I'll ever post it...but it feels good to have it in writing, in case I ever think of a way to make it good.It's the weekend, and I am thrilled! No work for...66 hours. And I think my sisters, brother-in-law, and I are going to go swimming in a lake Sunday. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106041175564663713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106041175564663713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106041175564663713' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-106032331788838618</id><published>2003-08-07T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-07T23:19:23.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I haven't been writing too much lately...well, what I've written isn't very good anyway. I'm in the mood for a good magic/fantasy/other world type story, and those never turn out very well for me. I have been reading a lot lately. Ooh, I want to go back to Greece. I'm reading "The Refugee Summer" about Greece in 1922, and I'm just itching to get back to that beautiful country.I think it would </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106032331788838618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106032331788838618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106032331788838618' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-106024483805502640</id><published>2003-08-07T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-07T01:27:37.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am so proud of myself right now! Half asleep, and I totally just improvised to get the picture of Daisy up on the page. 45 minutes, not bad...I just adopted her, isn't she cute?~Luz</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106024483805502640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106024483805502640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106024483805502640' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-106024246950627855</id><published>2003-08-07T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-07T00:48:42.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, so I lied. I posted last around 10, and now it's 1245...and I'm still up! Just looking at other blogs and taking tons of quizzes on quizilla.com. I added a message board to the bottom of the page... Maybe I'll get the hang of this html thing afterall. I still have nothing relevant to say. Until tomorrow, or today...Check out my stories to the right, and my web page too.~Luz</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106024246950627855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106024246950627855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106024246950627855' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-106023273633693191</id><published>2003-08-06T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-06T22:05:36.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is just a quick post for now. I just got back from work, and I'm tired. Took this quiz, and I'm quite happy with the results...I hope it shows up ok. More tomorrow...~LuzPirates of the Caribbean! What movie Do you Belong in?(many different outcomes!) brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106023273633693191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106023273633693191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106023273633693191' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5651220.post-106014876012206104</id><published>2003-08-05T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-07T23:25:15.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello, everyone! Welcome to my first blog ever! My name's Luz Bronson (and whether or not that is a pseudonym may remain a mystery forever). I'm a prolific writer, so that's what my new blog is all about--Writing! I write stories in every kind of genre: mystery, science-fiction, historical fiction, fantasy, non-fiction, and everything and anything else. I also love to read, so I might sneak </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106014876012206104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5651220/posts/default/106014876012206104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luzbronson.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106014876012206104' title=''/><author><name>Luz Bronson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906650033089090748</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
