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	<title>Comments on: Nora Ohanjanians</title>
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		<title>By: Betty Tyrrell</title>
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		<dc:creator>Betty Tyrrell</dc:creator>
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		<description>I just finished reading about Lovestowrite- Oh, how I can relate to her struggles! There is a certain comfort in knowing the symptoms we endure are widespread among those who practise the art of writing. We have all known the agony of the blank page,the sudden attack of constipation, and then there are the bouts of verbal diarrhoea,when every thought transposed onto the page is crap. But there are rare moments when a  sentence flows across the page like a stream of pure poetry, and doesn&#039;t that moment make what&#039;s gone before so worthwhile? You can tell, can&#039;t you, that I&#039;m going through a dry spell right now! I shall leave, but not before I congratulate you on your work. Sincerely, Betty</description>
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