Fear of the blank page

Well hello there new followers!
Now you may be wondering why I am diverging off piste from my usual fayre of little lead men.
Or not as I think some of you are just randoms and I know for definite that one of you is of canine persuasion.
My more regular readers will know that my Daughter piqued my interest in Bullet Journalling. No more backs of fag packets for me.
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I was quite happy with my Tiger notebook, but it didn’t really have much room and if I’m designing for the “pro” Bullet Journal users I thought I should get the real Mc. Coy (“He’s dead Jim!”) to try out my designs and to photograph them for my webstore.
What to buy?
It seemed to be that the Leuchtturm 1917 was the gold standard. So that’s what I went and purchased.
Then I sat for two days staring at the blank pages.
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Where do I start?
What if I make a mistake?
I was gripped with indecision.
But I sat down today, after shovelling what seemed several metric tons of snow, and made a start.