tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27852891181383998072012-01-29T17:11:52.626-05:00Jan Maderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.comBlogger213125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-46941641200525693022011-10-07T00:10:00.002-04:002011-10-07T00:14:54.983-04:002011-10-07T00:14:54.983-04:00Quick! What's the first thing you think of when I say the word GRASSHOPPER? Write a sentence about the image that popped into your mind's eye!<br /><br />I'll go first: Hundreds of reckless grasshoppers jumped into the path of the tractor just in time to live another second!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785289118138399807-4694164120052569302?l=ignitetowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yQwdL9RVLQOZQu2XonPCMFAy0wg/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yQwdL9RVLQOZQu2XonPCMFAy0wg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yQwdL9RVLQOZQu2XonPCMFAy0wg/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/yQwdL9RVLQOZQu2XonPCMFAy0wg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanMader/~4/vleiqJj5_KA" height="1" width="1"/>Jan Maderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.com19http://ignitetowrite.blogspot.com/2011/10/think-fast-and-pain-picture-with-your.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-80812969821991092792011-09-29T21:04:00.004-04:002011-09-29T21:40:38.394-04:002011-09-29T21:40:38.394-04:00<div>I have fun with <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">facebook</span> because it's quick and easy. I share pictures of my family, my horses, my dogs and all other kinds of things there. Yesterday I shared an idea or rather a thought that was rattling through my mind.<br /><br />I wondered (on <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">facebook</span>) if riding my horse in the pitch black darkness of night was comparable to dancing in the rain. One person (Anne/Sasha) commented that it reminded her of the word games we use to play here. After that comment, my mind was really on a roll. I wanted to have fun wallowing in the joy of words again.<br /><br />After that, I got an email from a friend that was about perspective. I thought about that a lot which gave me more pause.<br /><br />To some, dancing in the rain would be horrible...like swimming in a swamp and getting tangled up in muddy muck. To others (like me) just the thought of dancing in the rain makes me feel passionate and free.<br /><br />Here it comes! How would you finish this sentence: Dancing in the rain is as good as (or as bad as)_______.<br /><br />By the way...riding in the pitch black darkness of night is right up there with dancing in the rain barefooted. It's all about perspective really.<img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; height: 112px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657961327126425442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RB-D_KeQrrY/ToUd2ZBEr2I/AAAAAAAAAMk/VhdtwSr8cTU/s200/312855_2249841777532_1592850744_3165239_2133063393_n.jpg" /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785289118138399807-8081296982199109279?l=ignitetowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kMm-Q-ywh7D9yQ2moQcrFH-OkjM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kMm-Q-ywh7D9yQ2moQcrFH-OkjM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kMm-Q-ywh7D9yQ2moQcrFH-OkjM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kMm-Q-ywh7D9yQ2moQcrFH-OkjM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanMader/~4/0J0UrjFLRpg" height="1" width="1"/>Jan Maderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.com11http://ignitetowrite.blogspot.com/2011/09/playing-with-words.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-61244962519707430282011-09-22T09:43:00.004-04:002011-09-22T09:56:14.169-04:002011-09-22T09:56:14.169-04:00I'm writing this post from San Antonio, Texas. I am here with my sister who had surgery on Monday. Things are going well for her so I expect to be home this weekend but thought it would be a good opportunity to reach out to you about another writing adventure. Yes, it was only a few weeks ago when I told you I had writer's block. Bottom line is that I really didn't have any block at all except one of thoughtlessness.<br /><br />I really was writing, I just wasn't writing to meet a deadline or to earn income. I had forgotten to practice what I preach...write for the sheer pleasure and joy of writing.<br /><br />So, here's what I want to tell you: I have started a blog (that I may have mentioned before) about eating <a href="http://celeryandcarrots.blogspot.com">http://celeryandcarrots.blogspot.com</a> and would like to establish a network of people who struggle with dieting or eating disorders or any kind. If that's you, please stop by and visit. If that's not you, please consider sharing my site with others that you know. After all writing IS writing and it's the best form of communication I know for therapy and networking!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785289118138399807-6124496251970743028?l=ignitetowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rmdwM3lGJGbQ6gkGQ0xvdXVbvUM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rmdwM3lGJGbQ6gkGQ0xvdXVbvUM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rmdwM3lGJGbQ6gkGQ0xvdXVbvUM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rmdwM3lGJGbQ6gkGQ0xvdXVbvUM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanMader/~4/65O4BvmnWNk" height="1" width="1"/>Jan Maderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.com5http://ignitetowrite.blogspot.com/2011/09/celery-and-carrots.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-76736943648840425662011-09-17T21:55:00.002-04:002011-09-17T22:04:58.716-04:002011-09-17T22:04:58.716-04:00I got the icing on the cake and I didn't do a darn thing. Well at least I didn't do anything worthy of icing. I received notification in the mail that McGraw-Hill is requesting an extension of rights to a story of mine that they used in a reader ten years ago. They want to renew the rights for another ten years. That's money in my pocket without the thrill of writing anything new.<br /><br />Good grief! I just be singing from the rooftops not wallowing in the fact that my work wasn't newly created or inspired from an idea that left me sleepless for nights on end. Right now for me icing on the cake is just a carbohydrate overload...go figure! <br /><br /><em>Deep breath</em>. <em>Deep breath</em>. Okay. I really am happy that my story was good enough to be published over and over again. I'll start counting my blessings right now!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785289118138399807-7673694364884042566?l=ignitetowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WZiVwM9SI-u39H-c2SbLKtKY63k/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WZiVwM9SI-u39H-c2SbLKtKY63k/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WZiVwM9SI-u39H-c2SbLKtKY63k/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WZiVwM9SI-u39H-c2SbLKtKY63k/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanMader/~4/9cw7_YJ1V1A" height="1" width="1"/>Jan Maderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.com5http://ignitetowrite.blogspot.com/2011/09/icing-on-cake.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-51941322959197521952011-09-07T22:25:00.004-04:002011-09-07T22:32:06.041-04:002011-09-07T22:32:06.041-04:00I love this. Mark Twain said, "Get the facts first then you can distort them as you please."<br /><br />I just figured out what the fact is for me. I am writing and I'm writing a lot. Because I'm not getting paid I forgot that I was writing. I just remembered what writing is all about. It's about loving the way that words flow onto the paper. It's about wallowing around with words and not caring about a beginning or an end. It's about being excited and smiling while I'm typing. I'm smiling and I'm excited. Glory <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Hallelujah</span>!<br /><br />Boy did I ever distort things. Writing is not about being paid. It's about feeling passionate about stories in my heart and my mind. I'm feeling passionate. <br /><br />Getting paid again will be icing on the cake!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785289118138399807-5194132295919752195?l=ignitetowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nn7PzNP_rY43w_3R638UDMQlZ7o/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nn7PzNP_rY43w_3R638UDMQlZ7o/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nn7PzNP_rY43w_3R638UDMQlZ7o/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nn7PzNP_rY43w_3R638UDMQlZ7o/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanMader/~4/nrdUy0dYBLU" height="1" width="1"/>Jan Maderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.com11http://ignitetowrite.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-distorted-facts.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-24631274310427955442011-08-29T23:38:00.002-04:002011-08-29T23:49:23.406-04:002011-08-29T23:49:23.406-04:00On Sunday we went to a family gathering and I was inspired to write. I had the opportunity to talk to a young man who used to be extremely overweight. His name is Keith and we're related by marriage but mostly we're friends. At any rate, over the past few years Keith has shed many many pounds and has become one of the fittest people I know. He doesn't diet. He eats. He jokingly said, "I'd just like to eat out of my garden for a year and blog about it on a daily basis." <br /> <br />Suddenly a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">light bulb</span> went off in my head. I've struggled with foods and dieting all my life. I'm not <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">unhappy</span> with the way I look...especially for my age...and yet I can't stop trying to starve myself. Of course not eating never works anyway but that's beside the point. When I saw the light, I felt the thrill that I used to feel when I began a writing project. <em><strong>I'm going to journal about eating for a year</strong></em>, I thought to myself. Win, lose, or draw after a year's time I'm going to be honest with myself and you. My goal is to eat myself healthy and strong and I am going to need all the help I can get. So please come visit me at <a href="http://celeryandcarrots.blogspot.com">celeryandcarrots.blogspot.com </a>I know I'm not the only one who wants to eat! <br /> <br />I'll still be writing here too so stay tuned! <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785289118138399807-2463127431042795544?l=ignitetowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mOv5Ws-mf5W7ySiNB1AzaELcbc0/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mOv5Ws-mf5W7ySiNB1AzaELcbc0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mOv5Ws-mf5W7ySiNB1AzaELcbc0/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mOv5Ws-mf5W7ySiNB1AzaELcbc0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanMader/~4/oylcm8hDqyA" height="1" width="1"/>Jan Maderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.com3http://ignitetowrite.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-writing.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-65839599001865196792011-08-20T23:01:00.002-04:002011-08-20T23:08:53.726-04:002011-08-20T23:08:53.726-04:00In the midst of my writer's block I began to do something I haven't done for a very long time. I began to read. I've read and read and read and read. It seems I can't read enough. And as I'm reading ideas keep popping into my mind about how I can create children's books from themes I'm reading in my adult thrillers. Lee <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Childs</span> has become my new favorite author. His books are causing me to lose sleep. I hang onto each and every word while I think about my childhood friends and how we always had a "detective club" going on. <br /> <br />My last name was Jones. My best friend's last name was Taylor. Somehow I think the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">JoTay</span> Sisters is a series STILL waiting to happen. <br /> <br />And while the series is still <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">churing</span> in my mind I've switched gears a little bit. Right now I'm reading Farewell to Arms by Ernest Hemingway. This has really been a good summer for me. What are you reading and what would you suggest? <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785289118138399807-6583959900186519679?l=ignitetowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fvlp5UBHX3_8H3Qg-RgsaarTGjc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fvlp5UBHX3_8H3Qg-RgsaarTGjc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fvlp5UBHX3_8H3Qg-RgsaarTGjc/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fvlp5UBHX3_8H3Qg-RgsaarTGjc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanMader/~4/RPZ3wTZFxXw" height="1" width="1"/>Jan Maderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.com7http://ignitetowrite.blogspot.com/2011/08/reading.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-68048332843046608462011-07-08T01:28:00.002-04:002011-07-08T01:34:15.525-04:002011-07-08T01:34:15.525-04:00After a lull of three months I posted on my blog for animal lovers <a href="http://animaltalk4u.blogspot.com">http://animaltalk4u.blogspot.com</a> . Even though I was posting out of a need for help, I realized how much I miss writing with all of you. I'm tired of doing writing exercises and I'd just like to talk to you about the ups and downs of writing.<br /><br />Right now, I have writer's block. It's really never happened to me before and I don't know why it has now. I'm busy, but that's nothing new. Ideas come to me, but I don't sit down and write. What's up with that??? Clients even owe me money and I'm not sending invoices. What is my problem?<br /><br />In short, for a while I just want to talk to you. Hope that's okay. For starters, I've <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">always</span> written books for young readers. If I can get it together, I'd like to write a mystery for <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">tweens</span>. That's as far as I've gotten with a writing <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">endeavor</span>. For me, that's really unusual. Thanks for listening to my tale of woe....Jan<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785289118138399807-6804833284304660846?l=ignitetowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2oopPfQed0V7PwKh_G76YyoNwQU/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2oopPfQed0V7PwKh_G76YyoNwQU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2oopPfQed0V7PwKh_G76YyoNwQU/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2oopPfQed0V7PwKh_G76YyoNwQU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanMader/~4/4-bWAfykn4I" height="1" width="1"/>Jan Maderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.com13http://ignitetowrite.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-humble-myself-before-you.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-13286783104822489262011-04-29T16:23:00.003-04:002011-04-29T16:29:03.731-04:002011-04-29T16:29:03.731-04:00Beauty can mean so many things. To some, it's the outward appearance of a person. To others, it's the inward beauty that shines. It might be a resplendent flower on a spring day or the drizzle of rain on a spring morning.<br /><br />What is beauty to you? Define beauty.<br /><br /><br />I'll go first:<br /><br />Beauty is the wrinkly skin of a newborn baby and and the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">shaky</span> legs of a newborn foal.<br /><br />Your turn....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785289118138399807-1328678310482248926?l=ignitetowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/75NtOpksFHM8-_K_d3DhSqNgkBw/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/75NtOpksFHM8-_K_d3DhSqNgkBw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/75NtOpksFHM8-_K_d3DhSqNgkBw/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/75NtOpksFHM8-_K_d3DhSqNgkBw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanMader/~4/osrypOpHiyw" height="1" width="1"/>Jan Maderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.com24http://ignitetowrite.blogspot.com/2011/04/our-quote-beauty.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-73393415617939787262011-04-20T09:29:00.001-04:002011-04-20T09:31:24.271-04:002011-04-20T09:31:24.271-04:00Continuing on with our list of quotes, finish the sentence below. I think this is one that we should fill in with the first thought that comes to our minds!<br /><br />Before I leave this earth I have to......<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785289118138399807-7339341561793978726?l=ignitetowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MhrClpp9cM3HLPRFJ_4lOaeUI9A/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MhrClpp9cM3HLPRFJ_4lOaeUI9A/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MhrClpp9cM3HLPRFJ_4lOaeUI9A/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MhrClpp9cM3HLPRFJ_4lOaeUI9A/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanMader/~4/nWqSJW7AQE0" height="1" width="1"/>Jan Maderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.com17http://ignitetowrite.blogspot.com/2011/04/our-quotes-life-and-wisdom.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-91355625068352562482011-04-14T00:03:00.006-04:002011-04-14T00:12:52.556-04:002011-04-14T00:12:52.556-04:00I was just sitting here thinking that I can't go to bed until I finish putting all the things back into the cupboard that I was cleaning out. Since I usually like to write about fun positive things, I thought it would be a change of pace to write about the downside of life. I'm trying to keep a straight face...really I am! <br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">1. I can't dance unless no one is watching. </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">2. I can't make my hair stay straight when it's humid.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">3. I can't make Sammy stop barking when he gets excited...my neighbors love me! </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><strong><em>What are three things YOU can't do?</em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785289118138399807-9135562506835256248?l=ignitetowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/pHzCbtLJP2bUZ4tJ8lb-jNez1GE/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/pHzCbtLJP2bUZ4tJ8lb-jNez1GE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/pHzCbtLJP2bUZ4tJ8lb-jNez1GE/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/pHzCbtLJP2bUZ4tJ8lb-jNez1GE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanMader/~4/i3vTtniZDss" height="1" width="1"/>Jan Maderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.com12http://ignitetowrite.blogspot.com/2011/04/three-things-i-cant-do.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-15187062523248231282011-03-30T15:01:00.002-04:002011-03-30T15:47:32.761-04:002011-03-30T15:47:32.761-04:00Let's use our senses for the next couple weeks! Some of us can't really tell it's it's not winter anymore, but if we use our imaginations (along with our senses) we can paint a lovely picture of a lush green spring. Finish this sentence: Spring looks like ______________.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785289118138399807-1518706252324823128?l=ignitetowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/c6VLlG_lEtMlwEYhLZBNOJDNWiE/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/c6VLlG_lEtMlwEYhLZBNOJDNWiE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/c6VLlG_lEtMlwEYhLZBNOJDNWiE/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/c6VLlG_lEtMlwEYhLZBNOJDNWiE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanMader/~4/pKxvocSpAqQ" height="1" width="1"/>Jan Maderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.com9http://ignitetowrite.blogspot.com/2011/03/our-quotes-spring.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-20582338421096926422011-03-22T14:32:00.009-04:002011-03-22T15:04:25.706-04:002011-03-22T15:04:25.706-04:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V72fWp3LycY/TYjyq3witNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/q-PacuMI6js/s1600/DSC02714.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586982156089078994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V72fWp3LycY/TYjyq3witNI/AAAAAAAAAMY/q-PacuMI6js/s320/DSC02714.JPG" /></a><br /><div>Since my husband and I are the proud grandparents of a new baby boy I couldn't wait to ask your opinions (in quote form) about babies!<br /><br />Finish this sentence:<br /><br />Babies....<br /><br /><br />Our grandson's name is <span style="font-family:verdana;">Luke Michael</span>. He weighed in at 6 lbs and 9 ounces!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785289118138399807-2058233842109692642?l=ignitetowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NktuA8nNYiO2UVusCFJ0AovJhjo/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NktuA8nNYiO2UVusCFJ0AovJhjo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NktuA8nNYiO2UVusCFJ0AovJhjo/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NktuA8nNYiO2UVusCFJ0AovJhjo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanMader/~4/mm89eDapRgw" height="1" width="1"/>Jan Maderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.com9http://ignitetowrite.blogspot.com/2011/03/our-quotes-babies.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-51121629667958879392011-03-08T22:28:00.001-05:002011-03-08T22:30:02.164-05:002011-03-08T22:30:02.164-05:00Finish the sentence below to either close the door to winter or open the door to spring!<br /><br /><br />March winds...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785289118138399807-5112162966795887939?l=ignitetowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/g3D0XuH7TPY4wjesnhDZCqiRdNQ/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/g3D0XuH7TPY4wjesnhDZCqiRdNQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/g3D0XuH7TPY4wjesnhDZCqiRdNQ/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/g3D0XuH7TPY4wjesnhDZCqiRdNQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanMader/~4/5KaJ_Y4a-kw" height="1" width="1"/>Jan Maderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.com12http://ignitetowrite.blogspot.com/2011/03/our-quotes-seasons.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-42664778409245869172011-03-01T22:29:00.002-05:002011-03-01T22:31:01.613-05:002011-03-01T22:31:01.613-05:00Unleash your creativity and finish the sentence below!<br /><br /><strong><em>The best thing about the future is...</em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785289118138399807-4266477840924586917?l=ignitetowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rYZ7I8QYAhrtYMW7ODX6vhlmH_Q/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rYZ7I8QYAhrtYMW7ODX6vhlmH_Q/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rYZ7I8QYAhrtYMW7ODX6vhlmH_Q/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/rYZ7I8QYAhrtYMW7ODX6vhlmH_Q/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanMader/~4/EXDn4DqVLbs" height="1" width="1"/>Jan Maderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.com19http://ignitetowrite.blogspot.com/2011/03/our-quotes-dream-on.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-39910226743122807092011-02-16T13:21:00.002-05:002011-02-16T13:24:35.835-05:002011-02-16T13:24:35.835-05:00Different things make us happy at different times. Thomas Jefferson said "The happiest moments of my life have been when I am in the bosom of my family."<br /><br />Most of us would agree with that but other moments make us happy too! <br /><br />Finish the sentence below to add to our list of quotes:<br /><br /><em><strong>The happiest moments of my life . . . . .</strong></em><br /><em><strong></strong></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785289118138399807-3991022674312280709?l=ignitetowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kGCEIHHpKVQyRQIwS3mb8Q5P6q8/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kGCEIHHpKVQyRQIwS3mb8Q5P6q8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kGCEIHHpKVQyRQIwS3mb8Q5P6q8/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kGCEIHHpKVQyRQIwS3mb8Q5P6q8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanMader/~4/hy3xDzfDbrU" height="1" width="1"/>Jan Maderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.com14http://ignitetowrite.blogspot.com/2011/02/our-quotes-happiness.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-12043251875746686102011-02-06T11:31:00.003-05:002011-02-06T11:38:29.706-05:002011-02-06T11:38:29.706-05:00Take your time to finish this quote below or write the first thing that comes to your mind. The first thing that came to my mind was: <em>The longer I live</em> <em>the more time I have to learn!</em><br /><br />Your turn!<br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">The longer I live...</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785289118138399807-1204325187574668610?l=ignitetowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8xkYc2uzXG5jJcV3jhQHQWOeCtM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8xkYc2uzXG5jJcV3jhQHQWOeCtM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8xkYc2uzXG5jJcV3jhQHQWOeCtM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8xkYc2uzXG5jJcV3jhQHQWOeCtM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanMader/~4/vMJ39VyRqF0" height="1" width="1"/>Jan Maderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.com21http://ignitetowrite.blogspot.com/2011/02/our-quotes-live-and-wisdom.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-82336158911736425702011-01-30T12:37:00.004-05:002011-01-30T12:46:55.293-05:002011-01-30T12:46:55.293-05:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1u40B1ZsCM/TUWj3n1OTAI/AAAAAAAAAMM/UiNvLh1ruEo/s1600/179059_1659352335665_1592850744_2469665_4638564_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568036690293836802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D1u40B1ZsCM/TUWj3n1OTAI/AAAAAAAAAMM/UiNvLh1ruEo/s400/179059_1659352335665_1592850744_2469665_4638564_n.jpg" /></a><br /><div><div><div>Finish the following sentence with the first thing that comes to your mind....</div><br /><br /><div></div><div><strong><em>The best kind of winter weather.....</em></strong></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785289118138399807-8233615891173642570?l=ignitetowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fM0MoV9M3BGAKu3YHXl2P1vOAfU/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fM0MoV9M3BGAKu3YHXl2P1vOAfU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fM0MoV9M3BGAKu3YHXl2P1vOAfU/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fM0MoV9M3BGAKu3YHXl2P1vOAfU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanMader/~4/D1sRyfaCnRk" height="1" width="1"/>Jan Maderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.com12http://ignitetowrite.blogspot.com/2011/01/our-quotes-winter-weather.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-43346782264640399212011-01-25T12:13:00.002-05:002011-01-25T12:20:30.179-05:002011-01-25T12:20:30.179-05:00I was trying and trying to think of writing we could do together that would be quick, fun, and spontaneous.<br /><br />Today, as I was looking up quotes online, it came to me. I shouldn't have to look up quotes about friendships, animals, happiness, laziness, or any thing else for that matter. We're all creative and we can come up with a boatload of our own.<br /><br />With that in mind, please finish the next sentence with the first thing that comes to your mind:<br /><br />People who make mountains out of molehills.....<br /><br />If you'd like to sign your name, that's fine. If not, that's fine too. Just be aware that I might use our quotes somewhere...sometime!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785289118138399807-4334678226464039921?l=ignitetowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wvMG1rAaSTr8bdeDMB7LUj-5sms/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wvMG1rAaSTr8bdeDMB7LUj-5sms/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wvMG1rAaSTr8bdeDMB7LUj-5sms/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wvMG1rAaSTr8bdeDMB7LUj-5sms/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanMader/~4/0t6sFMerqQQ" height="1" width="1"/>Jan Maderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.com16http://ignitetowrite.blogspot.com/2011/01/our-thoughts-quotes.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-21258961811576060162011-01-16T21:20:00.002-05:002011-01-16T21:32:12.644-05:002011-01-16T21:32:12.644-05:00I love writing activities that are short but ignite my spark of creativity and lead to more writing. Sentence starters work great for me. So do activities that make me think outside the box.<br /><br />What kind of writing activities do you want to do this year?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785289118138399807-2125896181157606016?l=ignitetowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KrVyRJwgPYORYQ9JGTuZGlMAl38/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KrVyRJwgPYORYQ9JGTuZGlMAl38/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KrVyRJwgPYORYQ9JGTuZGlMAl38/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KrVyRJwgPYORYQ9JGTuZGlMAl38/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanMader/~4/jO00LTXrtNY" height="1" width="1"/>Jan Maderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.com3http://ignitetowrite.blogspot.com/2011/01/let-me-know.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-33847204049256178432010-11-07T09:48:00.002-05:002010-11-07T09:51:52.877-05:002010-11-07T09:51:52.877-05:00Use the first thought that comes to your mind to tell us how you really feel!<br /><br />Finish this sentence: <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">It isn't fair that</span></strong>...<br /><br />Feel free to paint a picture with your words if you have more than just one sentence to say!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785289118138399807-3384720404925617843?l=ignitetowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5FIc1poH1VJBEqXmBu1iuWAE4Sk/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5FIc1poH1VJBEqXmBu1iuWAE4Sk/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5FIc1poH1VJBEqXmBu1iuWAE4Sk/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5FIc1poH1VJBEqXmBu1iuWAE4Sk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanMader/~4/767C-AB9_-k" height="1" width="1"/>Jan Maderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.com21http://ignitetowrite.blogspot.com/2010/11/go-ahead-and-gripe.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-4022284331667545092010-10-31T10:59:00.001-04:002010-10-31T11:00:58.346-04:002010-10-31T11:00:58.346-04:00Finish this sentence with the first thought that comes to your mind:<br /><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">If I had a million dollars I would......</span></strong></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785289118138399807-402228433166754509?l=ignitetowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5YzA2iwCU0kMz14kJoYnhvY65Uk/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5YzA2iwCU0kMz14kJoYnhvY65Uk/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5YzA2iwCU0kMz14kJoYnhvY65Uk/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5YzA2iwCU0kMz14kJoYnhvY65Uk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanMader/~4/rrvIlqZjXss" height="1" width="1"/>Jan Maderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.com12http://ignitetowrite.blogspot.com/2010/10/quick.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-89390124881951387472010-10-26T20:19:00.003-04:002010-10-26T20:27:25.928-04:002010-10-26T20:27:25.928-04:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1u40B1ZsCM/TMdxVfvHr9I/AAAAAAAAALs/DwlSIcHu3P8/s1600/Georgie%27s+moon.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532515281358270418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D1u40B1ZsCM/TMdxVfvHr9I/AAAAAAAAALs/DwlSIcHu3P8/s400/Georgie%27s+moon.jpg" /></a> This photograph certainly needs a title! Can you give it one? It seems fascinating and spooky to me!<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Photographed by Georgie and Tweedles. Thank you!<br /></span></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785289118138399807-8939012488195138747?l=ignitetowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IeECy8BG3DwShA7zpgLp-tabuKE/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IeECy8BG3DwShA7zpgLp-tabuKE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IeECy8BG3DwShA7zpgLp-tabuKE/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IeECy8BG3DwShA7zpgLp-tabuKE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanMader/~4/xhrFUEMbJBU" height="1" width="1"/>Jan Maderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.com13http://ignitetowrite.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-photo-needs-title.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-45170691616011292662010-10-19T13:47:00.003-04:002010-10-19T14:00:49.676-04:002010-10-19T14:00:49.676-04:00<strong>Finish this sentence: </strong><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Did you know that______________________________________?</span></em></strong><br /><br /><br />Make it really special by painting a picture with your words. Here's an example of what I mean:<br /><br /><em><strong>Plain old ordinary sentence</strong></em>: Did you know that I have a horse?<br /><br /><strong><em>Colorful sentence</em></strong>: Did you know I have a horse who is as strong as a freight train?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785289118138399807-4517069161601129266?l=ignitetowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1uT_u7Zzl7znwmqRVOyNWgafZbI/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1uT_u7Zzl7znwmqRVOyNWgafZbI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1uT_u7Zzl7znwmqRVOyNWgafZbI/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1uT_u7Zzl7znwmqRVOyNWgafZbI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanMader/~4/MJLcKCMMYEw" height="1" width="1"/>Jan Maderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.com13http://ignitetowrite.blogspot.com/2010/10/tell-me-something-i-dont-know.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785289118138399807.post-54276030013565030822010-10-07T20:20:00.000-04:002010-10-07T20:21:43.473-04:002010-10-07T20:21:43.473-04:00Joy is found with simple awareness. What does your joy look like today?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2785289118138399807-5427603001356503082?l=ignitetowrite.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qcGmust60-hwfTUr5AIQxaBPJ7o/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qcGmust60-hwfTUr5AIQxaBPJ7o/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qcGmust60-hwfTUr5AIQxaBPJ7o/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qcGmust60-hwfTUr5AIQxaBPJ7o/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/JanMader/~4/Xo8Db39T7qk" height="1" width="1"/>Jan Maderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.com9http://ignitetowrite.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-to-get-you-thinking.html