When I was going to YSU, there was nothing more terrifying than the empty page. Starting a paper, looking at the cursor on my Word program blinking at me was the worst thing, especially when I had nothing to say. The first question of a test, even one I had studied for, made my stomach ache. I had thought that feeling was behind me forever once I graduated. Then I took on the job of Community Columnist for this fine paper. Anyone who has known me for more than say, 10 minutes, knows that I always have something to say for myself. An opinion for every season. But writing this column is giving me term paper stomach. I love doing it, don’t get me wrong. But it’s not as easy as I thought it would be. Being opinionated isn’t enough. After all, like any job there are parameters. I need to be local. On my online blog, I can carry on all day about health care reform. But how to make that of local interest? I like to write about the people and things I see every day.