<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[Professional Writer Platform and showcase]]></title><description><![CDATA[Crafting Stories That Linger]]></description><link>https://www.arowan.org/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Sun, 05 Jul 2026 17:36:46 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.arowan.org/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[BUTTONS]]></title><description><![CDATA[Buttons by A. Rowan It was just as the beautiful voice on the other end of the phone said it would be. Martin, single, fifty-two years old and living with his invalid mother took one last look at the people enjoying their Saturday afternoon. To the east, he smiled at a man playing soccer with a small boy. To the north, he saw a pair of teens necking under a tree. To the west, dozens of families sitting on blankets enjoying the afternoon sun. The Golden Gate Bridge served as an impressive...]]></description><link>https://www.arowan.org/post/buttons</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a492fe5f7b480551f0fc7e3</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Jul 2026 16:15:21 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/d61e1a_6a8f671ccbde4482b0e5d90c24c4a233~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_784,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>realarowan</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[A Conversation Between Death and Crows]]></title><description><![CDATA[Beneath the blood-red moon's baleful light,  A figure cloaked in crimson treads the night,  His visage, bone and void, devoid of breath,  For he is the ancient herald, the specter-Death. "Ah, seven crows, in midnight's winged attire,  What darkened truths do you conspire?"  The skull did grin, with teeth so bare,  As wind whispered through the hollow air. The first crow cawed, its voice a rasp,  "Why dost thou walk in such a ghastly clasp?"  "To reap what’s sown, to ferry lost souls,  For in...]]></description><link>https://www.arowan.org/post/a-conversation-between-death-and-crows</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a394b8c622b4c03f90a2750</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2026 14:50:27 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/d61e1a_9fd0c940c676403493b92f7f69d8a0fe~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>realarowan</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Echoes in the Wind ]]></title><description><![CDATA[The wind is wild through branches tall, Leaves like fire begin to fall. Golden sparks in streetlights glow, Beneath a sky that’s dark and low. Clouds are angry, racing fast, The rain’s so close-it hasn’t passed. The gusts, they whip against my face, I smell the storm but not a trace, Yet lingers in the chilly air, Autumn’s kiss beyond compare. I’m walking streets from back in time, Big trees sway, a rhythm, a rhyme. “Come as you are,” I hum along, Nirvana’s voice is bold and strong. Grunge in...]]></description><link>https://www.arowan.org/post/echoes-in-the-wind</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a3949f4106e96afab5e4a09</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2026 14:46:48 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/d61e1a_0e203e2177f446e0bfeb6bd9173dceb0~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>realarowan</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA["Hurdle Mills"]]></title><description><![CDATA[I lived in Hurdle Mills North Carolina for a time, it was like a fairy tale... for the most part. Beneath the morning sky of gold, Where crimson leaves and amber fold, I walk the path, the country’s thread, Where silence lingers, soft as dread. The trees, they whisper, ancient songs, Of days where everything belongs, And every step, so slow, so light, Is shadowed by the fading night. "Come, forget the world behind, Here, your troubles cease to bind." The wind would sigh, its voice a plea,...]]></description><link>https://www.arowan.org/post/hurdle-mills</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a3948401e52d0798e2f86e0</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2026 14:38:06 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/d61e1a_50a0d8d61a0a41b294e89c94c81049a6~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_736,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>realarowan</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA["Monster Mash" ]]></title><description><![CDATA[In the shadowed hall where whispers rest, Two lovers dreamt of grander quest, Yet life did halt their cherished plight, With death, they’d find their wedding night. John and Lila, bound by fate, In life they loved, in death they wait, For death did claim both bride and groom, And in the night, they met their doom. A castle grand, with moonlit stone, Where ghostly whispers chill the bone, They found themselves in spectral grace, In wedding garb, in death's embrace. "Beloved John," fair Lila...]]></description><link>https://www.arowan.org/post/monster-mash</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a39467772415ea9e53a7e54</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2026 14:33:41 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/d61e1a_9835a558b8ac4b388db9b3dc3c4a5bcd~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>realarowan</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[“The Fortress of the Mind”]]></title><link>https://www.arowan.org/post/the-fortress-of-the-mind</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a39456c106e96afab5e3f89</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2026 14:26:40 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/d61e1a_66bf5d06e0744e949c244ba4d82142a1~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>realarowan</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Broken Wings ]]></title><description><![CDATA[In the twilight where shadows cry,  Azraelion, wings torn, could only sigh.  Once he soared through the night so wide,  Now he lay where broken dreams abide. Melanchor, a spirit draped in gloom,  Spoke softly in the midnight’s womb:  "These broken wings, they sang of light,  But now, dear angel, know only night." Azraelion, his voice a distant song,  Whispered, "I thought I could belong,  In the sky where the stars would cling, But now, we’ve got to learn to fly again." The spirit chuckled,...]]></description><link>https://www.arowan.org/post/broken-wings</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a3943fbdd7b9e765934e6dd</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2026 14:19:56 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/d61e1a_3b31d81ff36143bdab668277336e66c8~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_638,h_467,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>realarowan</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Connect with A. Rowan: Writing and Collaboration]]></title><description><![CDATA[Writing is not just an individual endeavor; it’s a collaborative journey that can lead to remarkable outcomes. In this post, we will explore the importance of collaboration in writing, how to connect with fellow writers, and the benefits that come from sharing ideas and feedback. Whether you are a seasoned author or just starting your writing journey, understanding the dynamics of collaboration can significantly enhance your work. The Power of Collaboration in Writing Collaboration in writing...]]></description><link>https://www.arowan.org/post/connect-with-a-rowan-writing-and-collaboration</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a08cd56df43effc8ce044e7</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 May 2026 20:02:30 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/d61e1a_de4de2424b614cdfaa0a21f2bec90518~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_576,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>realarowan</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Showcase Your Work: A. Rowan's Writing Platform]]></title><description><![CDATA[In a world where content is king, showcasing your work effectively can set you apart from the crowd. Whether you are a seasoned writer or just starting out, having a dedicated platform to display your writing can significantly enhance your visibility and credibility. A. Rowan's Writing Platform serves as an excellent example of how to create an engaging and professional space for your work. This blog post will explore the key elements of A. Rowan's platform, providing insights and practical...]]></description><link>https://www.arowan.org/post/showcase-your-work-a-rowan-s-writing-platform</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a08cd54ea733de5ffb73228</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 May 2026 20:02:28 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/d61e1a_e075d55933884db5a785205f42ebe8ad~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_576,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>realarowan</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Crafting Stories That Linger: Writing Techniques]]></title><description><![CDATA[Storytelling is an art that transcends time and culture. It has the power to captivate, inspire, and evoke emotions. Whether you are writing a novel, a blog post, or a personal essay, mastering the techniques of storytelling can make your words resonate with readers long after they have finished reading. In this post, we will explore various writing techniques that can help you craft stories that linger in the minds of your audience. Understanding Your Audience Before you put pen to paper,...]]></description><link>https://www.arowan.org/post/crafting-stories-that-linger-writing-techniques</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a08cd53df43effc8ce044dd</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 May 2026 20:02:27 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/d61e1a_a9aa99f11e1b426abf021a72c2748a0c~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_576,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>realarowan</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>