Blank Space

I've often thought that writing for a living is a pretty lush life. You wander through your day and observe, then tell people what you've seen, then receive praise and money. All this with skills that you learned before you were old enought to drive.

This space is my self challenge in that respect. The first problem that I've encountered is the psychological impact of all the blank space that comes up when you push the buttons. I think I have a lot to say. Then this white space comes before me, and my brain reacts by emulating the white space. Nothing there.

Writing when you've been prodded by some observation or interaction is the easy way. Someone has pushed one of your buttons, and stuff comes out, coherent and interesting stuff, if you're lucky. The role of initiating, that's the challenge. That's why I started with the "Guess the Photo" thing. That, and it was late and I was bushed and I needed to put something in all that white space.

Back to the photo, here's a hint, not too informative, but a hint nonetheless. It was taken by the spouse on a day trip. That's actually quite a bit of information, so take a shot. Ciao.