<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/Wraiths"><title>Novel: the Wraiths - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Wraiths/</link><description>A first draught on my Sci-Fi novel</description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Wraiths/5428" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Wraiths/5392" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Wraiths/5348" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Wraiths/5428"><title>part 3</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Wraiths/5428</link><description>Helen tried to calm herself down and concentrated on the thought of visiting her mother that weekend. Since her mother had moved out to the coast they had got on a lot better. No more the quarrels and door slamming scenes when she lived in Manhattan. Out here her mother seemed a lot more relaxed,...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Wraiths/5392"><title>page 2</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Wraiths/5392</link><description>Helen found herself walking through the office to stare at the latest offering amongst the book market. "Dry old subjects today," she said more to herself than the staff around her. "What’s this? A book on science?" She held up the weighty tome and looked at the cover. The office was full of...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Wraiths/5348"><title>Page One</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Wraiths/5348</link><description>THE WRAITHS BY STEVEN LAMBERT 71,000 WORDS CHAPTER 1 1990. Helen Shultz looked out of the window as the rain lashed across the New York skyline. As her thoughts drifted away with ideas of how she could further her career, far away, another scene was taking place. 1940. In another time and place a...</description></item></rdf:RDF>