Like most writers, I dread the blank page. Some particularly nasty blank pages have stared at me for hours while my brain slowly disintegrated. Yet, like diarrhea after a double dose of Ex-Lax, a blank page is, alas, unavoidable. After all, every printed page in existence was, at one time, nastily blank.

Enter jumping jacks for writers. Guaranteed to deliver creative oxygen to those mushy cerebral cells.

Here’s how it works:

Write just one sentence. Doesn’t matter what it is, just write a sentence.