tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9557442878940749892024-03-05T20:54:31.479-08:00Creative Writing PromptsPrompts for creating and reflectingAnjiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18044714677391039884noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955744287894074989.post-35713025065817372492016-04-22T06:36:00.002-07:002016-04-22T06:37:28.002-07:00Thank you!Thank you for stopping by this blog. I have some creative writing prompts here, but there are more at my other blog. The new blog is <a href="http://www.promptsforwriters.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">here. </a>Anjiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18044714677391039884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955744287894074989.post-85609409334749888942012-08-22T07:16:00.001-07:002012-08-22T07:20:47.615-07:00Dorothy Parker Writing Prompts<b style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px;"><br /></b>
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<b style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px;">Dorothy Parker</b><span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px;"> (August 22, 1893 – June 7, 1967) was an American poet</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px;">, short story writer, critic and satirist</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px;">, best known for her wisecracks and wit. </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px;">You can read some of her poems and more about her <a href="http://observation%20if%20i%20didn%27t%20care%20for%20fun%20and%20such%2C%20i%27d%20probably%20amount%20to%20much.%20but%20i%20shall%20stay%20the%20way%20i%20am%2C%20because%20i%20do%20not%20give%20a%20damn.%20first%20printed%20in%20new%20york%20world%2C%20%2816%20august%201925%29/">here</a>.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px;">Below are creative writing prompts for fiction, play writing, and poetry. ENJOY! Feel free to post anything you come up with. </span><br />
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<b style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px;">Fiction Writing & Play Writing Practice: </b><b style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19.200000762939453px;"> </b><span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19.200000762939453px;">Dorothy Parker is the one who wrote: </span><br />
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Men seldom make passes<br />
At girls who wear glasses.<br />
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Below is a picture of a cute girl with glasses in a vineyard. Write a scene where someone makes a pass at her. Keep your setting in the vineyard. Keep in mind she is stealing this grape. <br />
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Anjiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18044714677391039884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955744287894074989.post-31231970964039547862011-11-09T09:47:00.001-08:002011-11-09T09:47:16.930-08:00Writing Prompts with Polka Dots<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/shandilee/4800438606/" title="polka dot tea party"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4093/4800438606_9fddc92884.jpg" alt="polka dot tea party by Shandi-lee" /></a><br/><span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/shandilee/4800438606/">polka dot tea party</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/shandilee/">Shandi-lee</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p>Today's writing prompts start with the image of "polka dots." For one minute, free-write what images come to mind when you think of "polka dots."<br /><br />After the time is up, pick one or more images from your list to write a story, poem, personal essay, etc. <br /><br />OR you can write a story based on the character in today's picture. Why is she wearing the red polka dot dress today? What is she waiting for? Who will she see? <br /><br />Bonus Prompt: <br /><br />Reflect on this quote and write a short sketch of a character, showing HOW this character travels in the manner of happines.<br /><br />"Happiness is not a state to arrive at, but a manner of traveling. " -Margaret Lee Runbeck</p>Anjiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18044714677391039884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955744287894074989.post-12982826303622104212011-09-01T04:58:00.001-07:002011-09-01T04:58:11.792-07:00Writing Prompts About Keys<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/22280677@N07/2503494641/" title="Keys"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2077/2503494641_88bdc05a1f.jpg" alt="Keys by Svadilfari" /></a><br/><span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/22280677@N07/2503494641/">Keys</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/22280677@N07/">Svadilfari</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p>Today, we will kick-off our writing prompts with a phrase,<br /><br />"I want a key to. . . "<br /><br />Please write for 5 minutew without stopping.<br /><br />After that, your assignment will be to turn your free-write into a poem of 10 lines or less. <br /><br />OR <br /><br />Fiction Writing Prompt:<br /><br />Write the first page story that has the word key as the first line. Here are some example lines you can use or you can make up your own:<br /><br />1. She never dreamed that she would find the key to. . . <br />2. Jake was quite sure that the key he stole would open the door to that house on the hill they said was haunted. . . <br />3. She always dreamed of keys. . . <br /><br />After you get your first page, you can certainly continue if you'd like.<br /><br /><br />Essay Prompt:<br /><br />Write an essay of 500 words or less about keys or write about something prompted by a specific key from your life.</p>Anjiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18044714677391039884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955744287894074989.post-41402766232832807552011-08-19T06:31:00.001-07:002011-08-19T06:31:35.368-07:00dream of a better tomorrow 36x36<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jelene/4437971889/" title="dream of a better tomorrow 36x36 "><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4050/4437971889_2d0f48f5ac.jpg" alt="dream of a better tomorrow 36x36 by jelene" /></a><br/><span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jelene/4437971889/">dream of a better tomorrow 36x36 </a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jelene/">jelene</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p></p>Anjiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18044714677391039884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955744287894074989.post-19013082587132144662011-08-19T06:28:00.001-07:002011-08-19T06:28:56.479-07:00dream of a better tomorrow 36x36<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jelene/4437971889/" title="dream of a better tomorrow 36x36 "><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4050/4437971889_2d0f48f5ac.jpg" alt="dream of a better tomorrow 36x36 by jelene" /></a><br/><span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jelene/4437971889/">dream of a better tomorrow 36x36 </a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jelene/">jelene</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p></p>Anjiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18044714677391039884noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955744287894074989.post-83457058109841208392011-07-25T12:50:00.001-07:002011-07-25T12:52:59.760-07:00Favorite Things<div style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; LINE-HEIGHT: 1.6em; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 0.8em; PADDING-TOP: 0px"><a title="kitchen/breakfast room" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sherrysrosecottage/3231873181/"><img alt="kitchen/breakfast room by Sherry's Rose Cottage" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3518/3231873181_faf2da6382.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="MARGIN: 0px"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sherrysrosecottage/3231873181/">kitchen/breakfast room</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sherrysrosecottage/">Sherry's Rose Cottage</a> on Flickr.</span></div><br /><div style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; LINE-HEIGHT: 1.6em; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 0.8em; PADDING-TOP: 0px"></div><br /><p>Write about your favorite things!</p>Anjiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18044714677391039884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955744287894074989.post-59009823725439135662011-03-14T12:09:00.000-07:002011-03-14T12:19:58.145-07:00For more creative writing prompts. . .If you are looking for more creative writing prompts, please visit my blog at<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://promptsforwriters.blogspot.com/">http://promptsforwriters.blogspot.com/</a><br /><a href="http://http//promptsforwriters.blogspot.com/"></a>Anjiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18044714677391039884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955744287894074989.post-33678486665241764632010-10-22T10:15:00.001-07:002010-10-28T06:17:09.096-07:00Taste of Time Back When<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmFWbG4TPWCI8bjdKfV0K-sWgmxInKDA8VTNFjYB0qoUTJbFsq0JEmID0nwAoFHllwvGZOLr7pP4Zgq_aS9_sTl9qBSGh8pkw0Oe762qkG8QMoCRGwzYysQhD1KERu1xjz4wSFo9R1yNQU/s1600/The+Candy+Store.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530920453938275250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmFWbG4TPWCI8bjdKfV0K-sWgmxInKDA8VTNFjYB0qoUTJbFsq0JEmID0nwAoFHllwvGZOLr7pP4Zgq_aS9_sTl9qBSGh8pkw0Oe762qkG8QMoCRGwzYysQhD1KERu1xjz4wSFo9R1yNQU/s320/The+Candy+Store.jpg" /></a><br />The illustration is from "Let's Go Shopping with Peter and Penny," by Lenora Combes<br /><br /><br />For extra sensory <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">indulgence</span>, you are encouraged to entertain your sweet tooth on this one!<br /><br />What sweets or special treats do you remember from your childhood? I remember walking with my little sister and friends to the place we called the Hill Store where our pick of candy would fill a small brown paper bag about a third of the way full. What treasures! Oh, those bright <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Astro</span>-Pops! And sometimes, if we were feeling brave, we'd buy those red hot Atomic Fireballs. Slo Poke suckers were another favorite, but the most memeorable one for me was the tingly sensation of the Pop Rocks exploding in my mouth. I also fondly remember the little Pot O' Gold bags of gum, which we'd pretend was real gold, so we didn't really eat that until last.<br /><br />Buying candy was a special thing we would do once in a while in the summer if we were lucky to have a few coins in our pockets. Thinking about childhood treats can bring back lots of, hopefully, happy memories.<br /><br /><br />In honor of Halloween, I'm encouraging you all to write about candy this week.<br /><br /><strong>Poetry:<br /></strong><br />1. Write an ode to your favorite kind of candy. "Ode to Lemon Drops," "Ode to Pixie <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Stix</span>," "Ode to the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Milkyway</span>," etc.<br /><br />2. Write a poem where you mention three different kinds of candy.<br /><br /><strong>Fiction:<br /></strong><br />1. Think of one of your characters from a book you are working on. What kind of candy would your character pick out at the candy store? Why? Write a little short scene about your character and the candy store.<br /><br />2. Make up a character who sells candy. Why does he/she like working in the candy store? What odd behaviors does the character have?<br /><br /><strong>Creative Non-fiction:</strong><br /><br />1. Have you ever made candy or fudge? Write a memory about making something sweet.<br /><br />2. What kind of candy best describes your personality? Write about it.<br /><br /><br /><strong>Teaching Tip:</strong> If possible, bring a selection of vintage candy to put out just before assigning the writing prompt.Anjiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18044714677391039884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955744287894074989.post-68703182616210351592010-09-22T07:23:00.000-07:002010-09-22T10:37:16.733-07:00Where have you been and what have you learned?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixvb-Rxr9TGA1Yz0VZiPxoX8QZ4CUltGnleDdDCAN0WOO7AKkq88NJP9eKxeO7YwgQv81aERxo3pAePouRH3xH4rUvl6t1PkYkbiAdICJB0pHJrNq7eZ_MuA0NJmMRTnBV3sUX-8iLn1Tp/s1600/LizCover.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519751522432280770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixvb-Rxr9TGA1Yz0VZiPxoX8QZ4CUltGnleDdDCAN0WOO7AKkq88NJP9eKxeO7YwgQv81aERxo3pAePouRH3xH4rUvl6t1PkYkbiAdICJB0pHJrNq7eZ_MuA0NJmMRTnBV3sUX-8iLn1Tp/s320/LizCover.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>Liz <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Rhodebeck</span>, an award-winning Wisconsin poet, blends the soul of the human experience with the spirit of the land in the following poem:</div><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong>What I Learned in Kansas</strong> <span style="font-size:85%;">by Liz <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Rhodebeck</span></span> </div><br /><div><br />I learned to tell the difference<br />between the smell of alfalfa and wheat,<br />to note the breeds of Charolais and Hereford;<br />I learned the purpose of burning<br />the pastures to bring life again,<br />green and tender as any hope.<br />I learned how hard the wind blows,<br />driving the prairie grasses<br />into undulating oceans<br />of whispering songs,<br />to hear the swelling moans<br />of labor hard under<br />the relentless sun.<br />And I learned the stillness<br />of the vast night sky,<br />broad as here to here,<br />crammed with stars<br />and silent, flickering lightning<br />as I shivered.<br />I learned that my lips could<br />recite the words,<br />the secrets of the prairie's strength<br />and that I, too, could<br />swallow those truths,<br />feel them expand<br />rising and rising like the hills<br />to meet the clean line of horizon,<br />the moment of flight.<br />I learned in Kansas<br />the difference between living<br />and existing,<br />loving and emptiness,<br />that the heart can wander<br />from <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Olathe</span> to Liberal<br />and still find its way home.<br /></div><br /><div>*******************</div><div></div><div>The <strong>Creative Writing Prompts</strong> for this week are:</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>1. <strong>Poetry:</strong> Write a poem titled, "What I Learned in (or at) ____________"</div><br /><div>2. <strong>Creative Non-fiction:</strong> Write a short essay of 500 words or less titled, "What I Learned in _____________."</div><br /><div>3. <strong>Fiction:</strong> Create a new character through exploring, "What (insert name of character) Learned in (insert place)." Or you can use a character you are already working with from one of you current short stories or novels, etc.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Ideas for the "What I Learned" exercise: </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>1. Try to focus on place and think about the five senses as you reflect about that particular place. Writing about the senses will give you automatic imagery. Notice how Liz's poem refers to the smell of "<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">alfalfa</span> and wheat" and ". . .burning/the pastures to bring life again," and hearing the ". . .swelling moans/of labor hard under/the relentless sun." </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>2. Sample ideas below:</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>What I learned in: the peach orchard, my sister's bedroom, my aunt's garden, California, Door County, high school, etc.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>What I learned at: the Horse Power Healing Center, the Lady Gaga concert, the local gas station, the farmer's market, etc.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Liz <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Rhodebeck's</span> book of poems, <em>What I Learned in Kansas</em>, has just been released by Port Yonder Press. You can order her book by clicking on the link below. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://portyonderpress.com/default.aspx">http://portyonderpress.com/default.aspx</a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div>A huge thank you to Liz for letting me feature her poem this week! To find out more about Liz, please visit:</div><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://waterwriter.com/">http://waterwriter.com/</a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Anjiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18044714677391039884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955744287894074989.post-56037462152830991382010-09-01T13:54:00.000-07:002010-09-02T06:44:49.099-07:00What's Your Six-Word Memoir?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmu1oT-0BD_o4rsVQ0bxPY3jjuDGlKBui7Ps5ViAJP5F7jWBA4CyeAsh6yNMY4f8eOhvxRI_4nNYAAYH6q7Y1uGkCOpkzlNeiY-d174h5IJfGC3FiY-Sa7XjCUZu1M4exnlkbANZM3wNIF/s1600/shoes.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512053569942428802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmu1oT-0BD_o4rsVQ0bxPY3jjuDGlKBui7Ps5ViAJP5F7jWBA4CyeAsh6yNMY4f8eOhvxRI_4nNYAAYH6q7Y1uGkCOpkzlNeiY-d174h5IJfGC3FiY-Sa7XjCUZu1M4exnlkbANZM3wNIF/s320/shoes.jpg" /></a><br /><strong>For sale: Baby shoes, never worn.</strong> - Ernest Hemingway<br /><br />The link below is an National Public Radio article about the six-word memoir. There have been some books published based on this short kind of memoir.<br /><br />This week, I am asking you to chunk your life into about four sections (more or less is fine, too). Start as far back as you can remember, then separate parts of your life into stages. It could be middle school, high school, getting your first car, going to colllege, just after you were married, when you were divorced, when a major life changing experience occurred, etc.<br /><br />After you decide which stages you want to focus on, jot down notes from the memories that come to you about each time.<br /><br />Then go through your notes and write a "six-word memoir" about each part of your life.<br /><br />I hope you will enjoy the article below from NPR!<br /><br />Happy short memoir writing!<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=123289019#commentBlock">http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=123289019#commentBlock</a>Anjiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18044714677391039884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955744287894074989.post-45249756805281578312010-08-18T10:56:00.000-07:002010-08-18T13:55:56.526-07:00ATTITUDE OF GRADITUDE<p><object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/6XUJAlJD5s0/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6XUJAlJD5s0?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6XUJAlJD5s0?fs=1&hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></p><p>What are you grateful for?</p><p>I hope you will enjoy this link from YouTube. </p><p><strong>Creative Writing Prompt # 14: Gratitude</strong></p><p>Make a list of <strong>10 simple things you are grateful for</strong>. Then pick one and write about why you are grateful for it and how it brings you pleasure or peace.</p><p>Here are few examples from my gratitude list:</p><p>***********************</p><p>Sunflowers</p><p>Fresh coffee</p><p>A walk on a cool day with someone I love</p><p>Pictures of my loved ones</p><p>***********************</p><p>May this exercise bring you happiness. Focusing on gratitude is known to raise spirits. Happy Writing!</p>Anjiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18044714677391039884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955744287894074989.post-67961534541621389972010-07-30T12:54:00.000-07:002010-08-05T10:52:56.415-07:00The Mermaid and the Quote Machine<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE8PsTcetfn8nXIvqxvRbGSq1wS_M1Ex7Vauto-olYyu2OSyuNI_yUcORk5aDJXvF5g8LQWXYbW5HYzqroNDPB2hvTP0GY-asyA2VeahsRytX3Uae28vmmIwydPqUl6JZwGqiUCI3bqtyk/s1600/Mermaid's+lounge.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499790422789780722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE8PsTcetfn8nXIvqxvRbGSq1wS_M1Ex7Vauto-olYyu2OSyuNI_yUcORk5aDJXvF5g8LQWXYbW5HYzqroNDPB2hvTP0GY-asyA2VeahsRytX3Uae28vmmIwydPqUl6JZwGqiUCI3bqtyk/s320/Mermaid's+lounge.jpg" /></a> This beautiful mermaid picture is by Toni Pawlowsky. Many years ago, I fell in love with Red Oak Cards, and this image is from their collection.<br /><br />Ellis Felker, poet and owner of the company, has an awesome website for Red Oak Cards with a quote machine. Here are some creative writing exercises for you to do this week!<br /><br />1. I want you to visit Red Oak Cards and look at the "Quote-O-Matic" on your right. You will see a quote by Ellis Felker. Your assignment is to write a response to the quote.<br /><br />Do you agree or disagree? Why?<br /><br />What does the quote make you think about?<br /><br />Note: If you don't like the quote, click on the HOME button and a new one should appear.<br /><br />Here is the link:<br /><br /><a href="http://redoakcards.com/">http://redoakcards.com/</a><br /><br />2. If you had to put a couple of original quotes into a "Quot-O-Matic," what would they be?<br /><br />3. Write from the picture above. It is called "Mermaid's Boudoir." Go where your thoughts take you!<br /><br /><strong>Good News of the Day:</strong> You can send an e-card for FREE from Red Oak Cards!<br /><br /><strong>Thank you to Ellis Felker at Red Oak Cards for granting permission to utilize his "Quote-O-Matic" and to showcase the beautiful artwork by Toni Pawlowsky.</strong>Anjiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18044714677391039884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955744287894074989.post-49472729058717844652010-07-23T06:52:00.001-07:002010-07-30T20:18:28.921-07:00Fortune Telling for Writers<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggTHeF-5qbgNF7tUvR5RX9Y_M_5U-SBKbteTe0TepLdjfH1PARfrOwaODeikI27sMrysXh2xPPQ0UdzzRyqfELTQZRWcZ4nJxAqIRDUVintBSYPXAXhVytG6Tox3h2_stKeUVEQ_3TKyj_/s1600/tarot-cards.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497105538444418770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggTHeF-5qbgNF7tUvR5RX9Y_M_5U-SBKbteTe0TepLdjfH1PARfrOwaODeikI27sMrysXh2xPPQ0UdzzRyqfELTQZRWcZ4nJxAqIRDUVintBSYPXAXhVytG6Tox3h2_stKeUVEQ_3TKyj_/s320/tarot-cards.jpg" /></a><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong></strong></div><div><strong></strong></div><div><strong></strong></div><div><strong>Ellen Bass</strong> is an excellent poet. I particularly love how she writes about family. Today she is featured on Poetry Daily with a poem called "Relax."<br /><br />Here is a small <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">excerpt</span> from her poem:<br /><br />No matter how many vitamins you take,<br />how much <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Pilates</span></span>, you'll lose your keys,<br />your hair and your memory. If your daughter<br />doesn't plug her heart<br />into every live socket she passes. . .<br /><br /><br />You can read the entire poem by clicking on the following link:<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://poems.com/poem.php?date=14814">http://poems.com/poem.php?date=14814</a><br /><br /><br />**************************<br /><br />Here are your <strong>creative writing prompt</strong> choices for today:<br /><br />1. <strong>Poetry:</strong> Write a poem that tells a fortune. Look at the poem by Ellen Bass if you are able, but write yours in your own style.<br /><br />2. <strong>Fiction:</strong> Create a dialogue between a character and a male fortune teller.<br /><br />3. <strong>Creative non-fiction:</strong> Have you ever had your fortune told, your <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">tarot</span> cards read, etc.? Write about that experience. Did it change your perspective? If so, how?<br /><br />To learn more about Ellen Bass, you can link to her website below.<br /><br /><a href="http://ellenbass.com/">http://ellenbass.com/</a></div>Anjiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18044714677391039884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955744287894074989.post-32941144725430254472010-07-22T11:59:00.000-07:002010-07-22T12:06:27.595-07:00Summer Blessings<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmrLpCsmkiJwiFrwhlMkdeVpTq88VpwbOuqFkoaT5zAjr56mk-A-aVpHi74IEAkSnTgVcxeho3p4ZiSO_rQYAjXL0t5SQOj82E5g3RHcMJfYHruyMydZKXD3OnukaT_hYuZNjdmfJS0dmh/s1600/berries.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmrLpCsmkiJwiFrwhlMkdeVpTq88VpwbOuqFkoaT5zAjr56mk-A-aVpHi74IEAkSnTgVcxeho3p4ZiSO_rQYAjXL0t5SQOj82E5g3RHcMJfYHruyMydZKXD3OnukaT_hYuZNjdmfJS0dmh/s200/berries.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496807699788389218" /></a><br /><br /><br />You ought to have seen what I saw on my way<br />To the village, through Mortenson's pasture to-day:<br />Blueberries as big as the end of your thumb,<br />Real sky-blue, and heavy, and ready to drum<br />In the cavernous pail of the first one to come!<br /><br />---from the poem "Blueberries" by Robert Frost<br /><br />Fresh summer berries are one of God's greatest gifts. Some of my poet friends have written amazing poems about picking berries and cherries.<br /><br /><strong>Prompts:</strong><br /><br />1. Do you have any memories of picking fruit in the summer? Write about one.<br /><br />2. What kind of summer fruit would you pick to describe yourself? Why?Anjiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18044714677391039884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955744287894074989.post-83451203991638809132010-07-14T08:27:00.000-07:002010-07-14T09:24:25.519-07:00Relax - Buddhist Meditation Music - Zen Garden - Kokin Gumi<p><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CR3dM-GlZK8&hl=en_US&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CR3dM-GlZK8&hl=en_US&fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></p><p></p><p>There are numerous benefits to meditation. Here are just a few:</p><p>1. It can increase serotonin which can decrease depression.</p><p>2. It can slow your heart rate down.</p><p>3. It can decrease muscle tension.</p><p></p><p>Today's <strong>Prompt </strong>is to meditate to the music and enjoy the images if you would like. (Some of the cloud photos are amazing!) Then write for 5 minutes after you relax. Go where the music takes you!</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p>Anjiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18044714677391039884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955744287894074989.post-85449626065981967182010-07-07T06:37:00.000-07:002010-07-08T08:55:06.710-07:00Life Gives Us Choices<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv2LBW9Zr7hyphenhyphenW_VMFPCIXVLw9ANdqEEV_Kp8JVnNERIZY-LVLqoTNDRNAhLKdamcHwE67MQinadpz9ef17y_CZdwOvT39r1dxlF4Ae8UWvj9L44VbB_uJPL_GWjL3cArudIXHaLzlyKqMr/s1600/Starfish.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 137px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 103px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491563423874014354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv2LBW9Zr7hyphenhyphenW_VMFPCIXVLw9ANdqEEV_Kp8JVnNERIZY-LVLqoTNDRNAhLKdamcHwE67MQinadpz9ef17y_CZdwOvT39r1dxlF4Ae8UWvj9L44VbB_uJPL_GWjL3cArudIXHaLzlyKqMr/s200/Starfish.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Eleanor Lerman's poem "Starfish" talks about how life lets us choose how we want "our eggs and coffee," then goes on to say:<br /><br />Then it sits a fisherman<br />down beside you at the counter who says, <em>Last night<br />the channel was full of starfish.</em> And you wonder,<br />is this a message, finally, or just another day?<br /><br />And of course, there is much more to the poem. You can read it on The Writer's Almanac by clicking the link below this entry.<br /><br /><strong>Prompt for the day:</strong> Reflect on life's choices. Start with the small choices of THIS day, then reflect on something bigger if your thoughts lead into that. I hope you'll read Lerman's poem.<br /><br /><a href="http://writersalmanac.publicradio.org/index.php?date=2010/07/05">http://writersalmanac.publicradio.org/index.php?date=2010/07/05</a></div>Anjiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18044714677391039884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955744287894074989.post-58486628150959582452010-07-06T06:08:00.000-07:002010-07-08T08:07:16.893-07:00Where Frida's Dress Hangs<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3IyIgZ1PpYZTUtCC6tiLwBPkizXAkLnr9H1P8c-RIr2WPdjT6yqA9wrvLDIVfw9tpgXdEEFMQpXzsLfjWD00ituR50a2OGBqdKhVoxld60gZDpZWdiKx0ZaOnjbfq9oBrMgLoJVXMclwR/s1600/AFridaMyDress.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490780878901889458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3IyIgZ1PpYZTUtCC6tiLwBPkizXAkLnr9H1P8c-RIr2WPdjT6yqA9wrvLDIVfw9tpgXdEEFMQpXzsLfjWD00ituR50a2OGBqdKhVoxld60gZDpZWdiKx0ZaOnjbfq9oBrMgLoJVXMclwR/s200/AFridaMyDress.jpg" /></a><br />Google's feature this morning spiked my interest in Frida. Above is her painting, "My Dress Hangs There."<br /><br />Here are two <strong>prompts </strong>from this:<br /><br />1. If you were to hang your dress, your hat, etc.---in a manner similar to Frida's---what would your painting look like?<br /><br />2. Free-write from Frida's painting. After a 5 minute free-write, go and research this very political painting and then free-write again. Then make a combo of the two free-writes into a poem of 30 lines or less.Anjiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18044714677391039884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955744287894074989.post-67772081182671104092010-06-30T11:09:00.000-07:002010-07-08T08:33:40.334-07:00PeaceI am posting Picasso's Dove of Peace because there are those out there that need peace and more, but all I can do in this moment is offer a prayer.<br /><br /><strong>Prompt</strong>: What is peace to you?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM4PgW0-2J6GVrxUmT-TrZPMABVSixlxowxf87NHvAOnTtkS2Zki41WRoTAo5GC7XKMDyHR2aB-a4dyS8pd-h5jWEOgNFMeOiChVjUE1zeRPcX-Yl3PGy4F5IC7uvGrrFRyfM6NW5VuI0U/s1600/PicassoDove.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 158px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488630776881014018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM4PgW0-2J6GVrxUmT-TrZPMABVSixlxowxf87NHvAOnTtkS2Zki41WRoTAo5GC7XKMDyHR2aB-a4dyS8pd-h5jWEOgNFMeOiChVjUE1zeRPcX-Yl3PGy4F5IC7uvGrrFRyfM6NW5VuI0U/s200/PicassoDove.jpg" /></a>Anjiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18044714677391039884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955744287894074989.post-34716456192283924262010-06-21T08:03:00.000-07:002010-08-13T04:48:38.133-07:00Rainy Day Summer SolsticeHere is a link to a song by Jimmy Buffett called "Barefoot Children in the Rain."<br />Happy Summer Solstice! Happy Rainy Day! Thank you to Eric4ever for creating this awesome video. Enjoy!<br /><br /><br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oPm7NbR3ZNM&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oPm7NbR3ZNM&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><strong>Prompt:</strong> Write about a childhood memory of rain.Anjiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18044714677391039884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955744287894074989.post-31799275629860100112010-05-09T16:18:00.000-07:002010-07-08T08:47:37.779-07:00My New Garden Bench<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNpwl4iqahqJvhYD0f_fi_HKLpDv7OowAYXos6RdIDSP68sguw1rOLy7pB0tCJ-AUO2PU_fuCpqk2RX0WDn8WngAaQBgU6yw6Pu2TrqtjeJCOZ5BdG7d087VSBozlkj6ZAId3cyijZlLlH/s1600/IMG_1420.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469414142270227394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNpwl4iqahqJvhYD0f_fi_HKLpDv7OowAYXos6RdIDSP68sguw1rOLy7pB0tCJ-AUO2PU_fuCpqk2RX0WDn8WngAaQBgU6yw6Pu2TrqtjeJCOZ5BdG7d087VSBozlkj6ZAId3cyijZlLlH/s320/IMG_1420.JPG" /></a><br /><div><strong>Prompt:</strong> Write about a woman who has influenced your life in a positive way.</div>Anjiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18044714677391039884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955744287894074989.post-44363576213294494212010-03-22T11:22:00.000-07:002010-07-08T08:57:00.129-07:00All Things Bright and Beautiful<a href="http://www.paul--cezanne.com/images/top10/2221.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 595px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 480px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.paul--cezanne.com/images/top10/2221.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Today, I'm thankful for beautiful things. I love the tanquility and colors in this painting. They give me hope. </div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div><strong>Prompt:</strong> What beautiful things inspire you?</div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div>(painting is by Paul Cezanne)</div><div></div>Anjiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18044714677391039884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955744287894074989.post-38381370818891123032010-03-19T06:57:00.001-07:002010-07-08T08:59:40.193-07:00Happy Spring!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBWaeD3hfPCMuCcoWXSzNav0p_Wv0o0YobtsuSKiXVTOM-0fUpZHAxjPCVlse2vXVeWosXczOiMlhGByYNCsP2N4YkL4atgRu-couNr-ohzh1gjVZdNML6MxvRinz5aqWX0WTBtm3caQOf/s1600-h/small2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450344018687027058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBWaeD3hfPCMuCcoWXSzNav0p_Wv0o0YobtsuSKiXVTOM-0fUpZHAxjPCVlse2vXVeWosXczOiMlhGByYNCsP2N4YkL4atgRu-couNr-ohzh1gjVZdNML6MxvRinz5aqWX0WTBtm3caQOf/s320/small2.jpg" /></a><br /><br />What a beautiful week we've had. Just about this time last year, I was planning the most important day of life. Pictures as memories make me happy. Today I express my gratitude to our photographer, Jody Mack, for making the engagement photo shoot special. Thank you, Jody!<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://jodymack365.blogspot.com/">http://jodymack365.blogspot.com/</a><br /><br /><strong>Prompt:</strong> What's the story?Anjiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18044714677391039884noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-955744287894074989.post-81030677257253295072010-03-01T08:15:00.000-08:002010-07-08T09:03:38.558-07:00Gravity Pulls You InFor anybody touched by someone on the autism spectrum, I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">recommend</span> this book. Not because my poem is in it, but because it is full of multi-views of what it is like to live day by day with this condition. Hats off to the editors, the publishers and all the writers for giving the world an intimate look of how challenging and beautiful autism can be.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.gravitypullsyouin.com/">http://www.gravitypullsyouin.com/</a><br /><br /><strong>Prompt:</strong> What are the three things (not people!) in life that are most important to you?Anjiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18044714677391039884noreply@blogger.com0