A Job Aint Nuthin’ But Work

I remember back when I was a youngster, the teachers used to ask you what you wanted to be when you grew up. I was one of those kids that wanted to be a superstar athlete. Yeah, very original. As I grew older I also wanted to be a writer, but by then I was old enough to realize that that may not be the most practical of paths to take. So with that in mind I decided I’d be a businessman of some sorts, and I made a trek out to USC with that as my supposed goal.

10 years later I’ve realized that I really didn’t want to be a suit. But now I’m stuck with a Business degree from USC and very little desire to be that guy. I should have stuck with that writing goal, but instead I held on to some lame desire to be the some kind of bootleg Donald Trump or Russell Simmons. I think I can still do my thing in that arena, but I need to actually create something original in my life. If I spend all my life hawking someone else’s dreams and creations I’ll be like a hack of human. The dream of being a screenwriter or some kind of mover and shaker in Hollywood is so cliché, but life is a fuckin’ cliché in itself so I don’t care anymore. I can’t see myself toiling away at some square job, sitting through performance reviews for the rest of my life. I’m 28 now and while I’m not an old geezer, I’m not exactly a young buck anymore. I’m pushing 30, and while that used to scare the shit out of me, I’m mad comfortable with it now.

For the past year I’ve been out of work, and it has been the most liberating year of my life. Sure I’m financially fucked, but I may never have this opportunity again in my life. I don’t have any kids, a mortgage, or a car payment. Some would say I’m leading an immature lifestyle, but I don’t envy the squares out there climbing the corporate ladder and I’m completely comfortable in my own skin.

So now that I’ve decided to revisit my aspirations for a writing career I’m moving ahead with vigor. All my life I’ve always been pretty good at a lot of things, but I can honestly say I’ve never gone all out to achieve a particular goal until now. I’m 70 pages into my first screenplay and it’s much more decent than I expected. My girlfriend is a literary manager and I had her read through what I have so far. I’m lucky in that I basically get free coverage, and since she’s probably going to be the woman I end up marrying I won’t have to pay her when I finally sell something. Gotta love it.

In the future I’ll be using this blog to document my progress, talk shit, and post anything I find worthy of reading. Check ya later.