How can I write?

What could I write about? It’s often hard to just sit there and start typing (or writing with a pen, if you like), I may start thinking of a scenario about a guy trying to fix his car with his forever love awaiting patiently while texting the guy’s best friend, or maybe the girl is paying a debt because of a problem made by his brother but…then what? Maybe it’s a quarrel between lovers who blame themselves for their own lack of reciprocated attention desperately trying to win each other’s hearts. Once I made up a story about a knight bravely taking on a dragon to rescue the most beautiful damsel from the rotten evil grasp of her wicked twin brother who, driven by madness due to an untreated but not deadly wound to the head from his childish days, was trying to conceive a prodigal son from the womb of his own flesh and blood…but again, then what?

I’ve found it very simple to create an astounding context for a story, but when getting into explaining and taking the reader through this vast and unexplored new world, as some people say, I find it that the Devil is indeed on the details. How should I introduce our hero? Should he be the main narrator? Must he be a she? What personality describes the people surrounding the main character? What if the secondary character grows to be more important and appealing than the main one? Writing’s definitely daunting because there are no guidelines, no borders, no frame of reference to what your imagination may be.

But, hey!! This is where this little but awesome word comes to play…

EDITING

One must understand that an unwritten story is exactly that, unwritten. It can be anything, and I mean ANYTHING you may wish. The characters could be anything, they could be bald, tall, fat, old, it could even be the misunderstood Dragon who only kidnapped the princess in the hopes of being able to save her when the time was right because, in spite of being a Dragon, could not help himself but falling in love with her for all the stories she would every day create in the soft caress of the summer breeze at the steps of the oldest of trees, planted at the verge of the abyss he’d always called home.

Anyway, you see my point. There is no right side up so you must only care for expressing all of the sentiment you have, whether is fright, thrill, excitement, love. Just express yourself and then, little by little, edit the story so that you may have a beginning, a climax, and a grand finale.