“Anything you write can be fixed, except for the pristine perfection of the blank page.” –Neil Gaiman
Our future is the ultimate blank page. The cursor blinks patiently, endlessly. Waiting for us to write something.
That cursor doesn’t care what we’ve written in the past. It doesn’t really care what we’ll write in the future. Still it blinks…waiting.
Writers sometimes talk about writer’s block. The intimidating view of a blank page that beckons them to write something…anything.
I agree with Seth Godin, that there’s no such thing as writer’s block. Rather, there’s fear that what I’m writing won’t be as perfect as I want it to be. It won’t be accepted by my readers. It may be shunned, castigated, or otherwise flamed by someone I don’t even know.
So, my lizard brain protects me by making sure I don’t write a thing.
The same is true in life. What we write into our life today may not be perfect. It may not make sense to anyone. It may be wrong.
That’s okay. As Mr. Gaiman says, we can fix it.
Today’s page will be written, whether we do the writing or not.
What will you write today?
Photo Credit: Bob’s computer screen before and after writing this post