Frustrated Artist

I'm in a bit of a liminal state right now.  I can feel the stirrings of creativity.  I feel the desire to create, to express myself, but I haven't quite decided in which format.  Writing, drawing, dancing…just plain living?  They all sound appealing in theory.  Yet the collapsing of infinite possibilities into one specific choice seems to simultaneously collapse my desire and drive into nothing as well.  Feeling like a frustrated artist.