<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-228281860158855964</id><updated>2012-01-05T10:31:04.374-08:00</updated><category term='UiO'/><category term='The moose'/><category term='University of Oslo'/><category term='Liberty'/><category term='Flash fiction'/><category term='Talking bones'/><category term='Glowing lights'/><category term='Short story'/><title type='text'>Diana Sabino Moura</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuvemdecometasdeort.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/228281860158855964/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuvemdecometasdeort.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Diana Sabino Moura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577785298886940709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rccI7scrmZA/SXiw2mzlKEI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FHQ7pYwuee4/S220/dianamoura2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-228281860158855964.post-5535885039290693938</id><published>2012-01-05T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T10:31:04.393-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University of Oslo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The moose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glowing lights'/><title type='text'>Glowing lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Glowing lights,&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;one of my short stories,&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;was published on&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;The moose&lt;/u&gt;, a student magazine at the University of Oslo. If you are or will be in campus soon don't forget to get your copy of &lt;u&gt;The moose&lt;/u&gt; and read it in print if you are not a student at UiO you can read it online &lt;a href="http://themoose.no/2011/12/21/glowing-light-by-diana-moura/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;you will lose out on some beautiful ilustrations by &lt;a href="http://cartoonct.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Sahar Ajami&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #424242; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 37px; line-height: 42px; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; ∞&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Glowing lights&lt;/i&gt; é um dos meus contos que foi publicado na revista &lt;u&gt;The moose&lt;/u&gt;, uma revista de estudantes da Universidade de Oslo. A revista está disponível por todo o campus ou pode ser lida online &lt;a href="http://themoose.no/2011/12/21/glowing-light-by-diana-moura/" target="_blank"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;. No entanto perdem-se duas belíssimas ilustrações de &lt;a href="http://cartoonct.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Sahar Ajami&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/228281860158855964-5535885039290693938?l=nuvemdecometasdeort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuvemdecometasdeort.blogspot.com/feeds/5535885039290693938/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=228281860158855964&amp;postID=5535885039290693938' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/228281860158855964/posts/default/5535885039290693938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/228281860158855964/posts/default/5535885039290693938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuvemdecometasdeort.blogspot.com/2012/01/glowing-lights.html' title='Glowing lights'/><author><name>Diana Sabino Moura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577785298886940709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rccI7scrmZA/SXiw2mzlKEI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FHQ7pYwuee4/S220/dianamoura2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-228281860158855964.post-994852881171686288</id><published>2011-11-26T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T07:25:26.846-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liberty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flash fiction'/><title type='text'>Liberty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I remember the flag on our hands as if it was freedom, freedom at last. I remember how we stood on the streets believing the world was taking a turn, we along with the men, not noticing our heads still covered, not noticing our bodies hidden, we also there, feeling for the first time a glimpse of freedom. Feeling that we were leaving our houses for something more truthful, more fair. We there, as they were, driving the dictatorship of one man to collapse. We believing to be equal, believing in a new land being born that day as we all stood together on a street, millions of women and men fighting for a cause. And then at the celebration it all tumbling down, as men celebrated with our bodies. As they took control over what they thought was theirs when it wasn’t. And, we, with our faces covered, as they had taught us to, we rescuing a women that was raped in the celebration for&lt;i&gt; liberty&lt;/i&gt;, we rescuing her with the shame they could not feel. We with the fear returning home with our faces hidden and a feeling that something was not right. That &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt; was not right.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong style="background-color: white; color: #303030; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;This is an entry for the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.mookychick.co.uk/" style="color: #b7115c; text-decoration: none;" title="Mookychick Website for Women and Feminist forum"&gt;Mookychick&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;blogging competition,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/femflash" target="_blank"&gt;FEMINIST FLASH FICTION 2011.&amp;nbsp;Enter now.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/228281860158855964-994852881171686288?l=nuvemdecometasdeort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuvemdecometasdeort.blogspot.com/feeds/994852881171686288/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=228281860158855964&amp;postID=994852881171686288' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/228281860158855964/posts/default/994852881171686288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/228281860158855964/posts/default/994852881171686288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuvemdecometasdeort.blogspot.com/2011/11/liberty.html' title='Liberty'/><author><name>Diana Sabino Moura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577785298886940709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rccI7scrmZA/SXiw2mzlKEI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FHQ7pYwuee4/S220/dianamoura2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-228281860158855964.post-6668244868584725835</id><published>2011-11-26T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T06:27:28.846-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talking bones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short story'/><title type='text'>Talking bones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;"Talking bones" in one of my short stories that was published in the Uppsala anthology. The anthology is called &lt;i&gt;I språkets hus&lt;/i&gt; and this is the cover of the book.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 28pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;∞&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;"Talking bones" é um dos meus contos que foi publicado na antologia Uppsala. A antologia chama-se &lt;i&gt;I språkets hus&lt;/i&gt; e esta é a capa do livro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O3DcX2eevIo/TtD26J1gjZI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Umlo6I8iFnM/s1600/I+spr%25C3%25A5kets+hus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O3DcX2eevIo/TtD26J1gjZI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Umlo6I8iFnM/s320/I+spr%25C3%25A5kets+hus.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/228281860158855964-6668244868584725835?l=nuvemdecometasdeort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nuvemdecometasdeort.blogspot.com/feeds/6668244868584725835/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=228281860158855964&amp;postID=6668244868584725835' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/228281860158855964/posts/default/6668244868584725835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/228281860158855964/posts/default/6668244868584725835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nuvemdecometasdeort.blogspot.com/2011/11/talking-bones-in-one-of-my-short.html' title='Talking bones'/><author><name>Diana Sabino Moura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11577785298886940709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rccI7scrmZA/SXiw2mzlKEI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FHQ7pYwuee4/S220/dianamoura2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O3DcX2eevIo/TtD26J1gjZI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Umlo6I8iFnM/s72-c/I+spr%25C3%25A5kets+hus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
