Some musings
A single blank page is the scariest thing in the world..... On one hand, it's infinite freedom. A complete blank canvas ready to take on whatever the artist wants. An undiscovered masterpiece, a confession, a dream, a mirror into the soul of the artist. It can be anything. On the other hand, the infinite nature of the blank page is also its worst aspect. It is nothing. Until there is something on the page, there may never be anything on the page. What if it stays empty forever? What if it's never filled with something good enough? Unlimited potential also means unlimited potential for failure, and therein lies the problem. Like Schroedinger's cat, until the page is filled, it has the potential to be ultimate success or abject failure, both alive and dead at the same time. This is both the best thing I've ever written and the worst thing I'll ever write. As someone who is seriously dabbling in creative endeavours for the first time in years, it scar...