It’s not hard to write. It’s hard to write something worthy of being writing. When you aim to write a story, novel, screenplay, even a blog (especially a blog) there comes along with it the whole weight of importance. And it can threaten to crush you if you show fear.
Forget for a moment that the concept of what we’re writing measured against the millions of others in its category can crush us. We kind of need that fear. Because once you remove it, prove it wrong, the real fear reveals itself.
You versus the white void.
We’re not a world of astronaut hopefuls wanting to venture out into the stars – it seems all too easy to get sucked into a black hole, or the limitless emptiness of space. We stay on the ground. We stay looking at our computer screens. But choose to become a writer and the screen becomes that gaping zeroverse. Just white.
Our jobs are to fill it. If we can fill a page another one automatically loads. Infinite pages of white ahead of us. The need to fill it can crush us.
How to combat against the white void and possibly make it understand we’re feeding it enough words?
One weird little trick is to embrace the white. Really embrace the white. Let me explain.
Change your font color to white. Write invisibly.
In embracing the white you forget the white. Then your whole world is you and the keyboard. You and your words. No barries. Love the void. Know you’re feeding it well.
You can edit later. Right now, you write. You flow. You Are.