Blank Pages

I’ve stated here before that I rarely suffer from blank page syndrome when writing. Writing anything. Most of us recall the awful times when we were assigned a homework essay to write and we couldn’t come up with anything for a very long, agonizing period. But that rarely occurred for me. Instead, I had plenty to say right then and now. That continued well into my adult years.

It always seemed that interesting things beckoned understanding, research or whatever. And all I did about it was explain it. To imaginary others. Thus, my writing career began.

Somehow people asked me to write something for them. Soon it was supervisors and business colleagues. Reports were the result, some long, some short, but all focused on an assignment not of my making.

Now I write whatever whenever. It just happens. Catch an idea in midair, and the next thing I know I’m writing about it. Like this blog today. I didn’t have a topic at hand and thought of the empty page problem experienced by many. Most of the time that doesn’t describe me. Rarely has. So I am writing about that. Easy peasy topic popped to mind.

Topics actually exist everywhere all the time. That is what life is made up of – bits and pieces, bits and bobs of facts, happenings and thoughts. Each of those is a topic. What they mean, how they affect other topics and people, all of this is something to explore and write about.

The readers, the audience if you please, is usually there to wonder how I came to write about something they have thought about before! And voila! A topic and written piece is published and read. Just like that.

Of course, today’s blog came about because I was staring at a blank page. That is/was a bit and bob of life. So, I wrote about it. It didn’t take a committee to tell me to do this. It was automatic and so it is in the here and now. You are reading it.

I doubt this is interesting to everyone, but it will be to someone. And another blog post comes to life and rests before your eyes.

Who would have thought!

August 13, 2025

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