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Sunday, May 15, 2011

A Ramble

Sitting up on my bed, which is where I usually write, I am surrounded by my three dogs. They are sleeping quietly, but I am jittery from trying to force myself to create a blog post. My last post was on May 1, over two weeks ago, for God’s sake, and here I sit, wondering what will inspire me. I have not even the germ of a new poem inside my head. Maybe I’m a binge writer. I published four rather long posts between April 24 and May 1.

Oh, I have written posts for the memes in which I participate, but I haven’t come up with a blog post. I have set up a blog for my granddaughter, Addie Duck, and listed it on this site. I am managing it for her for now because she is swamped with final exams.

It is entitled “Addie’s Attic,” and she has never had a lesson in writing poetry. I think she shows impressive potential as a poet. She is very left brained, math and science oriented, athletic and very competitive. She never does anything halfway, never gives up.

I am dreaming that this blog will inspire her to write, even if she does want to be a neonatologist. After all, doctors can also be poets. Please click on her button and leave her a comment. She has received a number of comments but they came to my web site before I put up her blog.

This Friday, I am traveling to Aixe en Provence in the south of France to participate in a writer’s retreat hosted my Rosemary Daniell, my writing mentor.

I have several poems to work on, and yesterday afternoon, I started on one of them and just stared at it and stared at it some more. When I started to edit it but could not decide what shape I wanted it to take. The rhythm was all wrong, and meter became my enemy. When I'm done with this ramble, I plan to go back to that poem - or not. Maybe I should work one of the others.

Here’s hoping I will be inspired while in France. There is magic in the air of Aixe. I am fortunate to have visited there a couple of times before. There is incredible Roman architecture and there are museums and churches and the weekly market from which to feed my muse. Arles, which is not far away, is where Vincent painted some of his most important pieces. Just breathing in the air should be inspirational.


KeLLy aNN said...

a retreat sounds Divine right now!
Now that The Baby Girl will be starting kindergarten this fall, I've been thinking about classes and possible retreats I'd like to do.

Have fun and good luck!

Amanda said...

I don't know if you'll be inspired there but I do know you'll have fun!

Sue said...

I think a change of scene always makes a difference. It gets those creative juices flowing!


(My word verification is "seine." Quite appropriate for a trip to France, non?)

Athena said...

Enjoy your trip and looking forward to your postings when you return.

Colleen said...

I can relate to these feelings of writer's block and blog-related anxiety. You will certainly find inspiration in Provence; just look at how many books Peter Mayle has written on the subject!

Martha Mawson said...

Oooh, France. I love France, and we are so close but haven't managed a trip across the Channel. Hope you are having the best time. And bon chance regarding the poetry - I'm sure the muse will visit...