tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37878126364569684492024-02-08T10:04:49.259-08:00InkslingersWriting, Punch, Pie, Heaving Bosoms...We're InLiz Czukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15656897969180818333noreply@blogger.comBlogger31125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3787812636456968449.post-60060834593145847372012-08-02T16:01:00.001-07:002012-08-02T16:01:39.273-07:00This, That... The Other Thing: Not Your Typical #CYOA Story<a href="http://the2mara.blogspot.com/2012/08/not-your-typical-cyoa-story.html?spref=bl">This, That... The Other Thing: Not Your Typical #CYOA Story</a>: If you haven't heard of Choose or Die , you're missing out--it's an insane interactive reader/writer experience. The website sells it to you...James McShanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00727369717146300446noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3787812636456968449.post-68396644102043308772011-09-28T07:00:00.000-07:002011-09-28T07:00:05.441-07:00The Inkslingers Write...<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>a Letter to God</b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">We know this is a lot like a prayer, but maybe not? Not in the Madonna way, anyway.</div>Liz Czukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15656897969180818333noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3787812636456968449.post-60832416846405409912011-09-14T07:00:00.000-07:002011-09-14T07:00:00.664-07:00The Inkslingers Write...<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>an Acknowledgment</b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Like the ones in your future novel. Or just surprise us.</div>Liz Czukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15656897969180818333noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3787812636456968449.post-3501219132833232432011-08-31T07:00:00.000-07:002011-08-31T07:00:07.805-07:00The Inkslingers Write...<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>an Acceptance Speech</b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">We'd like to thank.... </div>Liz Czukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15656897969180818333noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3787812636456968449.post-62023717431074247512011-08-17T07:00:00.000-07:002011-08-17T07:00:06.646-07:00The Inkslingers Write...<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>a Word of Advice</b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">To anyone, on anything. Be our sensei.</div>Liz Czukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15656897969180818333noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3787812636456968449.post-28022811395779764212011-08-03T07:00:00.000-07:002011-08-03T07:00:21.364-07:00The Inkslingers Write...<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>a Confession</b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Are you brave enough? Tell us everything.</div>Liz Czukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15656897969180818333noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3787812636456968449.post-51692038864725262502011-07-20T07:00:00.000-07:002011-07-20T07:00:04.892-07:00The Inkslingers Write...<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>a Haiku</b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Yeah, we know. South Park did, so can we.</div>Liz Czukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15656897969180818333noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3787812636456968449.post-34068338624422896322011-07-06T07:00:00.000-07:002011-07-06T07:00:05.147-07:00The Inkslingers Write...<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>a T-Shirt Slogan</b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Something you just know should be on a shirt.</div>Liz Czukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15656897969180818333noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3787812636456968449.post-10473321359986565742011-06-22T07:00:00.000-07:002011-06-22T07:00:14.625-07:00The Inkslingers Write...<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>a Character Sketch</b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">One of your own? Someone you've been dying to find a story for? Yourself? The possibilities seem endless, don't they?</div>Liz Czukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15656897969180818333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3787812636456968449.post-23769860378921466262011-06-08T07:00:00.000-07:002011-06-08T07:00:36.822-07:00The Inkslingers Write...<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>a Limmerick</b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Think you can keep it clean? Are you going to even try?</div>Liz Czukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15656897969180818333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3787812636456968449.post-74540914509036424242011-05-25T07:00:00.000-07:002011-05-25T07:00:07.607-07:00The Inkslingers Write...<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>a Prayer</b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br />
</b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Any God, any subject. Give it a shot.</div>Liz Czukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15656897969180818333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3787812636456968449.post-33629156038978151882011-05-11T07:00:00.000-07:002011-05-11T07:00:12.557-07:00The Inkslingers Write...<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>a Conversation</b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Any speakers, any situation. Chat it up.</div>Liz Czukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15656897969180818333noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3787812636456968449.post-67114114185922444732011-04-27T07:00:00.000-07:002011-04-27T07:00:10.081-07:00The Inkslingers Write...<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>a Knock-Knock Joke</b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">These are supposed to be bad. No groaner fouls will be called.</div>Liz Czukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15656897969180818333noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3787812636456968449.post-15052222811462531632011-04-13T07:00:00.000-07:002011-04-13T07:00:03.130-07:00The Inkslingers Write...<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>a Rave</b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">This will make you feel better. Trust us.</div>Liz Czukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15656897969180818333noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3787812636456968449.post-35883191523517111812011-03-30T07:00:00.000-07:002011-03-30T07:00:01.124-07:00The Inkslingers Write...<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>a Rant</b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Any subject. Let it out.</div>Liz Czukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15656897969180818333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3787812636456968449.post-2261782261634917412011-03-16T07:00:00.000-07:002011-03-16T07:00:13.531-07:00The Inkslingers Write...<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>an Epitaph</b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Yours or someone else's. R.I.P.</div>Liz Czukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15656897969180818333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3787812636456968449.post-48616001889646523072011-03-02T07:00:00.000-08:002011-03-02T07:00:17.132-08:00The Inkslingers Write...<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>a Logline for a Classic Movie</b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Maybe you've seen this description for a The Wizard of Oz?</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"></div><div style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.4em;">"Transported to a surreal landscape, a young girl kills the first woman she meets, then teams up with three complete strangers to do it again."</div><dl style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-top: 0.2em;"><dd style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; margin-left: 2em;">-- attributed to Richard Polito of the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marin_Independent_Journal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Marin Independent Journal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">Marin Independent Journal</span></a>, who writes humorously sarcastic briefs for the paper's daily TV listings.</dd></dl><br />
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</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Try it yourself. But don't tell us the name of the movie.</div>Liz Czukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15656897969180818333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3787812636456968449.post-29154189215520362182011-02-18T19:52:00.000-08:002011-02-18T20:04:02.042-08:00Dear Words,<br /><br />You have been with me since before I was born. I love to hear your sounds and see the shapes that represent you. You have always been ready to jump into place when I need you, and I know that you will continue to serve and tease me. When I see a blank piece of paper and hold an ink pen in my hand, I know that you, Words, are about to jump onto the page and we will have a grand time.<br /><br />Love Always,<br /><br />An InkslingerNandy Eklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04096363743519864661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3787812636456968449.post-76035458705420827572011-02-16T07:00:00.000-08:002011-02-16T07:00:11.981-08:00The Inkslingers Write...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>a Love Letter</b></span></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">To anyone, from anyone. Fictional or real. Bare your soul.</span></span>Liz Czukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15656897969180818333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3787812636456968449.post-26303137582442594672011-02-13T06:20:00.001-08:002011-02-13T06:26:22.170-08:00The wind eats the snow like a starving goblin.<br />The sun eats the snow like a raging flame.<br />The ground eats the snow like an avid lover.<br />The roses eat the snow like a playful child.Nandy Eklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04096363743519864661noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3787812636456968449.post-39279005668947626432011-02-02T07:00:00.000-08:002011-02-02T07:00:12.411-08:00The Inkslingers Write...<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>a Poem in Free Verse</b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"Free verse</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> is a form of </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Poetry" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Poetry"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">poetry</span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> that refrains from </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Meter_(poetry)" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Meter (poetry)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">meter</span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> patterns, </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rhyme" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Rhyme"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">rhyme</span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">, or any other musical pattern</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">." </span>Don't be afraid--most of us aren't poets either.</div>Liz Czukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15656897969180818333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3787812636456968449.post-17205820797064215112011-01-19T07:00:00.000-08:002011-01-19T07:00:06.448-08:00The Inkslingers Write...<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b>a Toast</b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Any occasion. Cheers!</div>Liz Czukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15656897969180818333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3787812636456968449.post-33550289743718704602011-01-10T10:55:00.000-08:002011-01-10T11:15:32.903-08:00Jimbo's Guilty PleasuresWe all have them. Here are mine:<br /><br />1. The armchair sports fan. If it has a ball, I'll follow it; be it soccer, GAA football, hurling, snooker or cricket. If it's a dart, I'll shout "180" as the third arrow lands in the treble 20. I've been known to watch Olympic Curling (though I was drunk, so that doesn't really count).<br /><br />2. Home and Away: the soap opera from Down Under. Known for its hard-hitting story-lines, such as "Who Killed Penn Graham" and "Marilyn's Doll," and beach babes (no one fills out a school uniform better than Tessa James as Nicole Franklin - she's 18, okay?), H&A is a fantasy world that rivals Middle Earth. (Did I mention the babes?)<br /><br />3. Smartarsery. Yes, I can be an incorrigible smartarse; though I've tried to tone it down over the years, I really can't shake off this particular "character defect." The truth is I don't want to. My victims deserve it most times, anyway.<br /><br />4. Daydreaming. I so want to be James Bond and Jack Reacher it hurts sometimes. And only Robert Downey, Jr. has my personal blessing to pay me when Hollywood gets around to making a movie of my life.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.theirishshop.co.uk/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=89">Chocolate Kimberley Biscuits.</a> Enough said.James McShanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00727369717146300446noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3787812636456968449.post-37446971420326477012011-01-07T19:38:00.000-08:002011-01-07T20:21:40.844-08:00Ten Quotes That Stay In My Head1. Nana! I missed you! (From Addisyn Lowry)<br /><br />2. Mom, I need some advice and you're the wisest woman I know. (From Lacey Keel Lowry)<br /><br />3. Let your mind start a journey through a strange new world<br />Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before<br />Let your soul take you where you long to be<br />Only then can you belong to me (From The Music of the Night by Andrew Lloyd Webber)<br /><br />4. Don't torture yourself, Gomez. That's my job. (From The Addams Family)<br /><br />5. Who can find a virtuous woman. Her price is far above rubies. (From Prov. 31 KJV)<br /><br />6. I want to go to Nana's house 'cause she's got books. (From Briar Keel)<br /><br />7. To live, to live would be an awfully big adventure! (From the movie Hook)<br /><br />8. Homework is for princesses! (From The Princess Who Never Laughed - Faery Tale Theater)<br /><br />9. We must be over the rainbow! (From The Wizard of Oz)<br /><br />10. I'll tell you what I see in the fire. I see the two of us sitting on our front porch growing old together. (From a teenaged Craig, twelve months before our wedding thirty years ago)Nandy Eklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04096363743519864661noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3787812636456968449.post-63101515492390457532011-01-05T13:46:00.000-08:002011-01-05T13:46:44.054-08:00Desert Island Movies1. Jurassic Park<br />
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2. White Christmas<br />
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3. Die Hard<br />
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4. Love, Actually<br />
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5. You've Got Mail<br />
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6. Independence Day<br />
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7. Bring It On<br />
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8. A Knight's Tale<br />
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9. Singing In The Rain<br />
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10. The ProducersLiz Czukashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15656897969180818333noreply@blogger.com0