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Anonymous said…
I like that you use the name Kate Corwin,.... cause that is most definitly my real name, i went and googled it for fun, and your blog came up. good work,
3:58 AM
R. Turner Lewis said…
Hey! love your short story blog. Making one myself. I was wondering how you made this link filled with all your stories. I was trying to make one for my page but it hasn't worked so far...
5:23 PM
Unknown said…
You know, I think I started this page back before Blogger was really cool and could do like "Pages" or something... Or maybe I'm thinking wordpress...

In any case, I just created a post, dated it so that it appeared at the very back of the blog and then I just used the bullet dealie to list them all...

And then I just update it every time I upload a story... I've been generally pretty good about it.
5:26 PM
R. Turner Lewis said…
Really... sounds easy enough,leave it to me to make stuff difficult. I'll defiantly try it your way. I'm probably just getting ahead of myself anyway, I'm only just now preparing my 1st story to blog...

In any case thanks for the tip, and the swift response, that was cool of you... Cant wait to read more of your work.
12:05 AM
Lacy said…
Hey,
your site is great. I started something similar as well. Check it out and let me know what you think.
http://ladala.blogspot.com/
Thanks.
1:32 PM
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