Haiti's Earthquake & My Funky State
This post was originally published on MomDot.com, but it didn’t really garner a lot of feedback-so I’m posting here because this was an important post for me and I initially wrote it for this blog, but decided at the last minute to submit it as a “guest post” instead….
I was twiddling on my iPod listening to a very familiar play-list this evening when a Ricky Martin song came on and I thought about the last time I’d heard it. It had been during a really good and long writing session. One where the ideas flowed like water and my mind framed the words perfectly, when suddenly it struck me; this week instead of listening to my iPod throughout my day as I normally do, I was watching the news, initially for coverage on the Massachusetts election and continued to watch about the ongoing tragedy that is Haiti.
Seeing the ruble, I was reminded of a cracked egg. Of Humpty Dumpty, who try as they might the “king’s horses and king’s men” would never be able to put him back together. I wondered how the people of Haiti would put themselves together again. How could they? I was also reminded of Hurricane Andrew and how hard it was to live and clean up after-wards; knowing that the devastation in Haiti was a million times worse- not helped by the fact that this country was completely unprepared for an earthquake whose denouement would be cataclysmic.
I am one of those people-who, when they see someone in pain literally feels pain. I tend to take on the feelings of others and so, in retrospect its no wonder that for the last couple of days I was feeling weepy and woebegone. I know the funk I was in wasn’t completely because I was watching the news all day-but it certainly contributed to it.
Read MoreGuest Blogging for MomDot
I’m going to be blogging (at least once a week) for MomDot.com. I’m totally excited about this and hope you will be too. Please go check out my first post Haiti’s Earthquake & My Funky State. I began writing this particular post as a follow up about my funk, but decided that I wanted this to be my first post at MomDot. Mainly because most of the initial posts by other guest bloggers have leaned towards the negative-and although this peace isn’t brimming with sunflowers and jelly-beans, it does talk about hope-and so I see it as positive, which is what I am really all about. In the future I hope to blog on MomDot about all sorts of things like crafts, women, parenthood, as well as fun tips like beauty, fashion, and my favourite technology!
Funkdified
I’m in a funk. I want to write. I certainly have a lot to write about-but my writing is so completely linked to my mood that I feel anything I write at this moment will be completely melancholy
and down trodden. The irony is-that I should be writing because writing is what makes me happy. I’m happiest after I’ve sat and had a good long bout of writing.
I can’t tell you how many times today I came to my blog, and looked at the “add new” tab, wanting to write-but not doing so-until now. And as I ramble I can feel that electric feeling that comes into my fingers as my brain synapses start to power up and zip back and forth and yet…I’m hesitant.
I’m feeling pretty listless and completely unambitious. Like a person who has found themselves in freezing water and begins to fall asleep when hypothermia settles into their organs. Sleep. That sounds very appealing. Maybe that’s the problem. I’ve been getting a lot of sleep lately-more than usual, has too much sleep screwed me up? I doubt that. I just feel like I’m drowning right now and I’ve got to find the energy to kick back up to the surface and tread water until the tide finally takes me home.
*This post was originally published at WriterDance.
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Went to Borders last night-I felt so inspired…even saw Hemingway’s Ghost.
Read MoreI've Got Nothin'

I’ve been writing all day-I’m working off of steam and espresso at the moment, and…well, I’m sorry, but I’ve got nothin’ for you today. I’m just out of ideas. I did write a post over on WriterDance…click on over…please. That site could really use a little traffic.
Thank you.
nicóle
Up to My Elbows-In Words
Earlier today I was seeking some inspiration via quotations about writing.
I came across this one from Agatha Cristie;
“The best time for planning a book is while you’re doing the dishes.”
I tweeted it. I got to thinking…
I do some of my best thinking when I’m up to my pink rubber gloved elbows in sudsy water! 




