Perfectionism is a dangerous state of mind in an imperfect world. – Robert Hillyer
I hate blank pages.
Well, maybe that is not the best way to describe the way that I feel about blank pages. Instead blank pages are a challenge, a empty piece of paper waiting for something amazing to be written on it.
The key word in that last sentence is amazing.
I tend to be a perfectionist. I want things to be perfect. I want them to follow the plans that I make for them.
Then as soon as I actually start writing, my story falls apart. It is not perfect. It does not do what I want it to do.
I know this and that is why I hate blank pages.
Because as long as the story is just in my head, it is perfect, but the moment that it is on paper everything changes. It goes from amazing to awful in a matter of seconds.
Okay, maybe I am exaggerating a bit, but that is often what it feels like unfortunately.
In writing it is important to acknowledge that we cannot be perfect. If we try, we are always fall short.
The important thing is to write.
You are the only one who can write like you and if you don’t write the world loses that.