I spent the weekend in the mountains and shortly after I arrived I snapped a picture of our view of the peaks from near the hotel. “Seeking inspiration.” I wrote on some social media post somewhere and hit the publish button.
We talk so much about inspiration and what it means to be inspired, yet putting out fingers on how that manifests is difficult.
Is it a sense of clarity and calm?
Is it a burst of creative energy?
Is it literally the view acting as though a muse?
I didn’t know what I meant when I wrote “seeking inspiration” but the inspiration that found me was real and unique and may have profoundly changed the tone of my novel, bringing to my story a gravitas I might only have found by wandering the streets of this place where we’re visiting.
Perhaps then, inspiration is just an openness to big ideas.
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