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	<title>Comments on: Distance</title>
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	<description>Novelist, comics writer, and librarian based in Portland, Oregon.</description>
	<pubDate>Fri, 05 Dec 2008 01:21:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Dylan</title>
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		<dc:creator>Dylan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Mar 2008 16:41:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>As a person who draws, writes prose, writes poems, writes comics, acts, takes pictures, and sings, I'm amazed that I manage to experience bloody &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt; viscerally anymore.

One of the few times that really gets turned off for me:  panic attacks.  I can always tell that I'm coming down off a panic attack when, in betweens bursts of misplaced adrenaline, I start to think about how I would artistically describe the experience.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As a person who draws, writes prose, writes poems, writes comics, acts, takes pictures, and sings, I&#8217;m amazed that I manage to experience bloody <i>anything</i> viscerally anymore.</p>
<p>One of the few times that really gets turned off for me:  panic attacks.  I can always tell that I&#8217;m coming down off a panic attack when, in betweens bursts of misplaced adrenaline, I start to think about how I would artistically describe the experience.</p>
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