I have kept a hand-written journal since I was child, now many, many decades ago. I remember sitting down when I was about seven years old and deciding to "write a book." I had no idea what I wanted to write about, only that I did. I cut several binder sheets into halves, folded them in half again and fumbled around with a stapler until they were somehow attached. My recollection is that I stared at the blank pages for a long time. In the end, I drew a (very poor) picture of a horse, gave it some sort of endearing name and then set the papers aside, ch more...
