Story Time

It’s story time. Because I got more writing down and I just wanna go to bed.

People ask me what I do all day, it’s simple I work on stuff.
Now I see a ton of people working on whatever craft it is. And I have to ask, what exactly are they going for and who do they want to be? I could go on and on about metaphorical casting couch all day. But that would be a long and hilarious conversation for another day. Just remind me to kill myself if I ever start to be that vain person.

For me, what I do goes back many many years to kindergarten. I guess being able to read and write at that particular age was a big deal. And I wasn’t eating paste, so that’s good. But I also enjoyed writing stories. People seemed to like them. And that never really stopped.

Then we go forward 14 years to homeless college student me who has to decide between school and starving to death. Of course opting for not staving. I always looked forward to going to the movies on Fridays and spending the day there until I had to go to work. As you know it’s a shitty existence to say the least. But sitting there and losing myself in those movies made everything okay for a little bit.

I really liked that feeling. Kept my life from being a complete shithole instead of half of one.

So after the air force thing and the mental hospital thing (that wasn’t my fault) I started to actually do stuff.

I’m not trying to tell people how they should feel or make some artsy and pretentious when I make a movie. You’re not going to remember those movies in a year usually.

I’m trying to make something that someone can watch and just feel great while watching it. I want to help people in the same way that movies helped me back then, and still do. Not that I don’t like an artsy shmegegge every now and then.

To see people laughing and having a good time, I feel like I did my job. Go me.

I know I’m not the only person who thinks like that but I think I’ll eventually run into them as I continue to make fun stuff for others and try to treat others well.

I’m not a popular guy or even a nice guy. I’m not touchy feely And will never be liked by the masses unless he has something they want (this already happens) But I’m never going to pretend to be something I’m not.

So I’m never blowing people off, I’m always trying to make stuff out of nothing. And it rarely turns into anything.

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