Activity #1: Read over these ideas about writing. (If you are in Room 20, you may also use the quotes posted by Mary Lynn.) Select one that interests you, either because you agree with it, disagree with it, because it made you think about your own writing in a different way, because you never think of writing that way, or because of some other reason. Then write about the idea for twenty minutes. Be as specific as you can in developing details to support your ideas. Give examples. Then read over your writing, clarify, and then post your work to nicenet.org Be sure to write the quote first, then your response.
Quotes from Writers (from http://www.quotegarden.com/writing.html)
The role of a writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say. ~Anaïs Nin
And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt. ~Sylvia Plath
The act of putting pen to paper encourages pause for thought, this in turn makes us think more deeply about life, which helps us regain our equilibrium. ~Norbet Platt
Writing became such a process of discovery that I couldn't wait to get to work in the morning: I wanted to know what I was going to say. ~Sharon O'Brien
Metaphors have a way of holding the most truth in the least space. ~Orson Scott Card
If my doctor told me I had only six minutes to live, I wouldn't brood. I'd type a little faster. ~Isaac Asimov
I love being a writer. What I can't stand is the paperwork. ~Peter De Vries
Writing, I think, is not apart from living. Writing is a kind of double living. The writer experiences everything twice. Once in reality and once in that mirror which waits always before or behind. ~Catherine Drinker Bowen, Atlantic, December 1957
To me, the greatest pleasure of writing is not what it's about, but the inner music the words make. ~Truman Capote, McCall's, November 1967
Every writer I know has trouble writing. ~Joseph Heller
Writing is a way of talking without being interrupted. ~Jules Renard, Journal, 10 April 1895