Sometimes you got to put your foot down. You have to make a stand in your life. You say to yourself I am going to just sit down and do this. Get it all out – everything on whatever and its going to change the world. You say to yourself that your ideas and perceptions on anything and everything in this world are going to be different and new. Innovated. The shit. Heads will tilt slightly at first in confusion and in surprise like a dawning. If they don’t (and they probably won’t), then it still doesn’t matter. You are going to do it anyway. No more excuses. This has to happen. It must be recorded. You come to a conclusion that you talked to yourself much for this not to be the next step in your evolution, if not the final step. Like I said sometimes you have to put your foot down. This is one of those times. And so what if you digress into sub-plots and C-story lines, maybe that’s progress. Go as far as you can and if you forget where you started or where you are going, just know you did have a point to make and keep going. It will come around. I could give you an example right now, like an anecdotal analogy of something that happened in my life and digress in meaningful points and personal agendas, but I will spare you this at present because I have many, many miles to go before I sleep. You remember you had a point to make and that point was that this time it will all make sense. You know everything and your definitely not boring. Make sure you do your research. Use big words but know their meaning. That can take some time so get to learning. Everybody has at least one good story in them to tell about something that either happened to them or something they saw while they were out running errands. That’s how it happened to me. I have always thought I had an imagination. When I was kid I would make up the best stories. Not because I had to but because I could. Maybe I had too. I got into reading my parent’s books when I young so I knew books and some of the stories in them were not true. Like in one of them this crazy dog attacked a woman and her son. I remember in the book I think the boy died but in the movie he didn’t. I used to write the wild stories in school and my teachers would call my mom and ask why I was writing about people under the stairs and about a haunted hill. Just to show you my point about 10 years later two movies come out – yes you guessed it, one about people under the stairs and a house on a haunted hill. Don’t worry about being reviewed as the fallible narrator. This really has happened and is going to continue to happen until I make a stand and put my foot down on something. Your voice will happen, remember when you were first born all you could do was cry? Well the same thing is happening here. As soon as you cross that line and decide that this has to happen then there’s no going back and at that point when you start to progress and to digress into and to explore to think in the written now just like all those great writers did remember the ones we were force to tread water in all through college? This is the time to start and write the present so a reliable and useful history can be read. But where do you start? That’s what I can’t tell you. For me it started it with bookstores. I used to frequent bookstores. I would buy the new book of the month, this genre, that genre, this author, that author, it all got very boring. Nothing seemed to peek my interest. Films even got to be like the same as the other one I just saw or the book I just read. Stories became closer in relationship. Nothing seemed new. I started thinking I could write a better that. That’s when I decided I was going to create my own Story. The story to tell of all stories. I knew I needed to hurry because from the looks of things – experiences seemed to be in short supply.
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