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		<title>for your kindness</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8230;every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end&#8230;
semisonic, &#8220;closing time&#8221;
well, i’m starting a new adventure. seems like forever ago that i set out on the writer’s path, but in reality it’s only been a few years. i suppose i’ve lived a lot of life in those few years: pregnancy, birth, moving, publishing a book, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://kristafinch.com/2011/04/22/for-your-kindness/</link>
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		<title>pendrops couture update</title>
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if you haven&#8217;t had a chance to check out pendrops.com, please stop by the blog and say hi. i&#8217;d love to hear from ya. the official site will be up in a couple weeks, but for now all updates will come through the pendrops couture blog, facebook page and twitter feed.
speaking of updates&#8230;
ok, i&#8217;m on [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://kristafinch.com/2011/04/07/pendrops-couture-update/</link>
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		<title>what i&#8217;ve been up to</title>
		<description><![CDATA[this feels a bit like a &#8220;what i did for summer vacation&#8221; essay, but i just have to share with you. because you&#8217;re my friends. and because i&#8217;m on a journey that is so close to my heart i can&#8217;t believe i didn&#8217;t meander down this path before.
next month, i will open the online boutique [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://kristafinch.com/2011/03/24/what-ive-been-up-to/</link>
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		<title>not that kind of writing</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Are you doing any writing?&#8221;
I scrambled for an answer to my friend&#8217;s well-intentioned,&#8221;I&#8217;m-keeping-you-accountable-and-you&#8217;ll-thank-me-later&#8221; question. I embellished my latest scribbles.
&#8220;Oh yeah, I&#8217;m working on this thing&#8230;oh, and that project, it&#8217;s going well&#8230;and have I told you about my children&#8217;s book idea?&#8221; Jude played at the perimeter of my outstretched legs as I lied.
Truth be told, I [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://kristafinch.com/2010/11/01/not-that-kind-of-writing/</link>
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		<title>our table</title>
		<description><![CDATA[As I drove past the farmers market today, I heard a news report that the Corn Refiners Association is petitioning the FDA to rename high fructose corn syrup to simply &#8220;corn sugar.&#8221; They claim that it’s “the only way to clear up consumer confusion.”
Does anyone else see the trouble with this proposition? Maybe it&#8217;s because [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://kristafinch.com/2010/09/14/our-table/</link>
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		<title>pages</title>
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&#8220;The answer must be, I think, that beauty and grace are performed whether or not we will or sense them. The least we can do is try to be there.&#8221;
Annie Dillard, Pilgrim at Tinker Creek

I never know how to start during these moments. The space I have is so narrow, too narrow for all the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://kristafinch.com/2010/08/24/pages/</link>
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		<title>real grace</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;She has not raised kids, endured severe financial hardship or cared for a dying loved one – in short, she has not lived enough of life to offer us real grace.&#8221;
 TheOOZE Viral Blogger Review of As Is by &#8220;monster,&#8221; July 14, 2010
A monster recently crossed my path. A big, hairy monster with a heavy [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://kristafinch.com/2010/08/07/real-grace/</link>
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		<title>enough</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I will not forget.
I cannot pretend.
This has been the break and bend,
This has been the break and mend,
This has been the break and end
Of me
As I know me,
As I knew me.
Lost, lost, lost
And gone forever,
Is it ok to call this &#8220;never&#8221;
As I watch the others,
The others go?
Not mothers, no, but others,
Go in and out
In and [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://kristafinch.com/2010/07/15/enough/</link>
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		<title>i remember</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I remember the light -
the way it slipped through the slats in the
vertical blinds as we began the final leg of our
journey together.
I remember you -
the way you felt when your
daddy laid you on my chest,
soft and slimy and
perfect.
I remember the midwife -
the way she told me how
beautiful you were and how
perfect your butt was [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://kristafinch.com/2010/07/08/i-remember/</link>
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		<title>as is interview</title>
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I laughed as Jude cuddled up close to me. It was his new way of letting me know he was making the poo-poo. As his poops become more solid, he is becoming more freaked out by the whole &#8220;number two&#8221; thing. So he cuddles.
I looked at the clock. I had time, or a few minutes [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://kristafinch.com/2010/07/06/as-is-interview/</link>
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