Last week, Toronto artist Evan Munday started posting portraits of missing and murdered aboriginal women to Twitter, directing them at Prime Minister Stephen Harper. His aim was to make the issue a bi...
Toronto artist Evan Munday wants to put missing and murdered aboriginal women higher on Prime Minister Stephen Harper's radar. He wants to put them higher on everyone's radar. In December, Munday drew...
As Canada remembers the 14 women killed in the Dec. 6, 1989 École Polytechnique massacre, one Canadian is honouring them with phenomenal illustrations. Evan Munday, who lives in Toronto and works at B...
We both know that if an expert looked over these lines, she would not be fooled for a moment. She would see all of my work and she would ask me where my voice went. And I would wave my hands like an air-traffic controller and say: Hey! Hello! I'm right over here!
I suspect most great writers are also terrible writers. It all depends what you show people. I think this is the key to beating the empty screen. Because it's the pressure that kills, right? The urge to write the next great novel, or make a boatload of money with scandalous, (un)literary smut, or prove what a deep, deep thinker you are. The pressure is too consistent to ever get anything done. So, yield to mediocrity, accept that the next word you write is likely going to be the wrong word and keep going anyway. The real worst case scenario isn't that you might write something bad. The worst case scenario is that you might write nothing at all.
The best way to deal with a blank page (or blank screen) is to simply not have one. Asking how one deals with a blank page is a bit like asking how one deals with an Ed Hardy thumb ring or a pinstriped fedora. Just avoid that whole landmine by not ever having one. It helps to have a backlog of ideas -- more ideas that you could ever possibly need or turn into finished stories. I keep a text file of half-baked ideas to develop should I ever get some spare time -- and some of them aren't half-bad. Be riddled with ideas. Sodden with them. So many ideas that you start to gag just in describing how many ideas you have.