I didn't feel like writing a story and so I decided to write about how I feel when I begin writing a story.

Creating a Masterpiece

Aaagh…

It’s time to practice tonight. I was hoping that I would just waste some time watching Hunter x Hunter, but the little voice in the back of my head keeps nagging, “It’s time. You know what you need to do.” The other, slow and lazy voice tries to argue and extend my fun, but like usual it loses the argument.

I open up Word and the blank page stares at me. I’m frightened. At times like this, I feel like a naked child, utterly helpless. The slow and lazy voice tells me to curl up into a ball and try to think about my happy place. It’s telling me to go to my comfort zone.

But, I don’t obey that voice; I know what I need to do. I place my hands on the keyboard and begin punching in words. My mind is utterly confused because it doesn’t understand creativity.

It doesn’t understand that the hardest part of creating a masterpiece is getting started.