_cokwr: The best blogs are ones that express a person's personal voice: whether that be their sense of humor, wit, likes, dislikes that sort of thing. Find an example of a blog where the author's voice shines through their posts and give a reason of why you like their posts. See if you can use this to inspire your posts during the semester. , _cpzh4: Writing, _cre1l: http://blog.oldmansweaters.info/?p=28, _chk2m: Catherine Mohr, _ciyn3: 96, _ckd7g: WritingAssignments96, _clrrx: WritingAssignments, _cztg3: WritingTutorials96

_cokwr: Inspired by role-playing websites, where participants create a character for themselves and "role-play" said character. Each post is a short piece of fictional writing, but unique in that each entry is supposed to purposely intertwine with the one before and after it (all written by different people!). How? Each time your entry starts, reference what the previous person's post dealt with, and when it ends leave something open for someone else to jump in. For websites, they usually stick to a set genre (fantasy, sci-fi etc.) and rules, but for this assignment I'm thinking of going crazy and setting no rules whatsoever. If someone writes about a cowboy in one post, go ahead and play a space alien in the next. So, lemme start this one off then: "Joe the clown was not a happy camper this morning. This was evidenced by the fact that he had put four lumps of sugar into his coffee, instead of the regular two. He only ever broke his two-sugars rule on special occasions, so going by that particular string of logic, this was a very special occasion indeed. Nevertheless Joe had little time to sulk, hunched over his kitchen table with remnants of buttered toast still clinging to the sides of his lips. And so it was that with a labored sigh he propped himself up off his seat and began the dreaded walk towards the front door, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a red rubber nose as he did so. He finished fixing the rubber implement on his own nose at about the same moment that his other hand fell on the cold, brass doorknob that led to the outside world. He paused for a moment, just a little longer than what he would usually allow himself (but this was a special occasion, remember). He then took a deep breath, turned the knob and stepped outside into the cold chilly morning air. It was time to have a word with the neighbours who had kept him up all night...", _cpzh4: Writing, _cre1l: http://z15.invisionfree.com/Myridia/index.php?act=idx, _chk2m: mome, _ciyn3: 187, _ckd7g: WritingAssignments187, _clrrx: WritingAssignments, _cztg3: WritingTutorials187