11 Apr 2016

Blank Space,

There is practically nothing that I hate more than staring at a blank page. 

Blank pages are this vast canvas on which you can do anything - you're not constrained by characters or settings, the world you've chosen to set your novel in... Nothing is limiting you, except your imagination, because you have to set the boundaries, and they're not there yet. It is mind-blowing what you can do with that page and on that page, the things that it can conjure up in the minds of readers can be amazing. 

Then again, a blank page is scary, because what do you put on it? Should it be a romance? Too sappy. An action? Game of Thrones kind of has that covered. How about a historically accurate novelisation of *snores*... (I'm not serious about any of those assessments by the way; it's for everyone to make up their mind on what genre they want to write.) Having no rules, and nothing to reign you in can be pretty petrifying because you can do anything and everything or nothing at all. All of that freedom is pretty scary.

Sometimes, though, the things that terrify me are more the novels full of words and dragons and magnificence. Everything you have ever enjoyed reading or watching started as just a blank page and someone took that blank page and created something beautiful, something spectacular and something to be insanely proud of. 

I've said it before, but writing is not something which you do to fill a void. The void is ever expanding, the space in which to fit novels and films and music is ever increasing, so just because there have been fantastic books, etc., of so many genres and it can often feel like everything has already been written or done, it hasn't. There is still space for something wonderful.

Catch you tomorrow.

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