What am I most afraid of?
I used to be most afraid of dying without grandkids but experience has shown me my greatest fear. Which also, ironically happens to be something that excites me the most.
A blank page.
A blank page on a note pad, on a laptop or the new post page of a blog post. A blank page terrifies me because i start to question myself. Am i worthy of filling it up with thoughts and words and sense. Would anybody read it or enjoy it? Would it ever see the light of day?
And then the excitement slowly creeps in. All the ideas, and all the characters i can create, all the magic that can happen on a blank page. Sigh.
Yeah, I’m still scared of a blank page.