Yesterday, the Daily Post shared the first task in their Zero to Hero 30 day challenge, which I am munching my way through, and illustrated it with a photo of an open, empty workbook. I immediately grabbed this photo to my PearlTrees (an example of shameless promoting, there) for future reference. Because I really, really like blank pages.
The Zero to Hero task today was to create or edit our titles and taglines, and create that little widget off to the right. I was happy to play with the tagline, but the title had to stay. Why? Why do I love blank pages so much?I have a fascination with pages that have been written on. The paper weight has to be just right and the pen a ballpoint for it to feel properly right. I have diaries from years back that was worn soft by the pen, each page is almost engraved by the pressure I exert when writing. A blank page, though, is something exciting. It’s got potential, it’s a new doorway. I could write something utterly rubbish that I just want to scribble out immediately, or I could write the first scraps of idea that will become a whole new world. Until I write it, I have no idea.
Writing really is my life, and I dropped it for too long. Academia happened, then unemployment – which isn’t as good for writing as it should be – and with it depression, and then a brilliant job that I loved but which left no time for anything else. Well, a pretty terrible job, to be honest, but I did love it. Now I’ve got my life back, though, I’m remembering how much I love writing. I’ve dug out the stack of empty notebooks I had to put away and I’ve started filling them. Page after page goes from shining and full of hope to full of scrawl… and sometimes still shining. Rarely, but sometimes.
I love that moment when you get to the end of the page and realise that you filled it. But not as much as I love the moment right before you start, when the page can still be absolutely anything.