Guest post by Stepania Thompson Author of Woven
(Orange Blossom Publishing 6/8/22)
'The thing about inspiration is, you might miss it if you're not looking'
It was a cool, late summer evening in September.
Dusk was settling around our suburban Maryland home, and I had just stepped out of the shower. Outside, two of my children were riding bikes. I could hear their laughter drifting in through an open window. Smiling, I reached for a towel, and that’s when it happened. A moment I will never forget.
The moment every mother dreads.
That sickening sound of metal on metal followed by a blood curdling scream. The kind of scream that sends your stomach into freefall and has you dialing 911 before you even reach your child.
Sure enough, I found my youngest son in an absolute state of shock, his arm impossibly bent. A compound fracture and several other injuries that would require emergency surgery and a weeklong hospital stay.
I’ve always been a writer, but I never made writing a priority. With good reason. I was busy working my way through college, studying for the CPA exam, building an accounting career, getting married, starting a family. You know, life stuff. I imagine many of you reading this are nodding your heads.
Women especially are often victims of the busy, neglecting their talents and desires in the name of productivity. I wrote when I had time or when inspiration hit me. But as the years carried on, it seemed there was less and less time, and little inspiration.
Then my son had his accident, and everything changed. I suddenly found myself facing endless days at the hospital, and countless hours in a car. Podcasts and eBooks only provided so much entertainment.
Eventually, I set down my phone and looked up.
Odd as it sounds, it was during this traumatic time, between the well-traveled road and those worn waiting room chairs, that something finally stirred inside me. Maybe it was fear of the unknown, or gratitude that my son was being cared for. Or maybe it was sheer boredom. Whatever it was, I started really noticing things around me for the first time in years.
All kinds of things.
Houses along the roads we traveled, trees, building shapes, elevator music, people’s expressions, the way they moved, even their clothing. Colors seemed brighter, conversations, louder, life, more vibrant. I felt so alive.
But perhaps my biggest take away was on a personal level. All that reflective time awoke creative desires I’d been neglecting, and I discovered two seemingly insignificant truths that reshaped my approach to writing and life in general. They are by no means profound but had a profound effect on me, and thus, bear sharing.
Stephania Thompson is the author of Woven (Orange Blossom Publishing 2022). As a poet and multi-genre author, her work has appeared in a variety of online publications as well as several print anthologies.
Formerly a CPA in the corporate world, Stephania now writes from the comfort of a modern day crumbling castle alongside her very own knight in shining armor. Together they have four valiant offspring, a brave aussiedoodle, and one not-so-fire-breathing dragon.
When not writing, working, or waiting in a carpool line, she can be found running local trails and escaping in a book at her favorite café, iced latte in hand. She is a sucker for quirky romance, is addicted to audiobooks, and finds herself hopelessly drawn to flawed characters, raw honesty, and life’s cringiest moments. Learn more at www.stephaniathompson.com and find her on Twitter @stephthmpsn and Instagram @stephtwrites