What is it about the blank page that makes me want to hurl myself into a game of solitaire? I ask myself these kinds of questions while I'm playing solitaire.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
The hardest thing about writing, for me, is facing the blank page.
I live for the blank page.
I'm really good at solitaire and I can turn my arms in full circles.
Having a blank slate is sometimes as daunting as it is exciting.
My biggest vice is playing solitaire on my iPad. It's bad. I mean, it's ridiculous.
I have this fantasy. I'm walking past a bookshop and I click my fingers and all my books go blank. So I can start again and get it right.
I enjoy the freedom of the blank page.
When I'm the one who sits down and looks at the blank page and writes it out all the way, then I'll call it my script.
Whenever I finish a book, I start with a blank slate and never have ideas lined up.
By the time I sit down and face the blank page I am raring to go. I tell it as if I'm talking to my best friend or one of my grandchildren.