I wore myself out yesterday is why
there was no column. I started it out early but the day quickly picked up. I ended
up doing what is a ton of walking for me and going out to lunch. I also finally
made it out to the movies to see Straight
Outta Compton. It was a blast. I also met a nice guy and freelance writer
by the name of Tim after the movie while waiting for my cab. He invited me to a
writers’ group and we talked for a while. It was very refreshing for me. I’m
not saying I don’t appreciate all my writer friends online just that it is
refreshing when you meet a writer in your own local area.
It is just refreshing to know you
are not alone in your own neck of the woods no matter how alone you might feel.
And trust me in this business without friends you can get to feeling pretty
lonely. Though some say it is supposed to be a solidary life. I say it is much
better working with friends and having fun chuckling with them and sharing
ideas freely. It is better to get ahead together than by yourself. I would
rather be at the top with a bunch of friends than by myself. Writing for me is
not about the money though if money comes with it that is good to. It is about
the art and the passion. I enjoy nurturing along the young writers I meet and
helping them along, seeing them grow and blossom. It warms my heart. Maybe that
is why I am more of a teacher than a writer at heart some would say.
If that is the case so be it. I
still relish writing my own stories and diving into books with abandonment. But
I also have a love for encouraging new young authors and even the older new
authors to create. That is also a passion for me. It breaks my heart every time
I see an aspiring writer give up. But I do not seek to shape minds only
encourage and help push them forward. To pass on what knowledge I have so that
others may succeed where I have not yet. That does not mean I will give up on
my dreams. And I do have many of them.
I’ll still write and be published. I
may not be a Stephen King since those writers are rare and far between. But I
will still leave my mark on this world in more than one way. If not in a big
way with my writing. Than in little ways such as in the writers I can inspire.
Maybe one of those will go on to be the next Stephen King who knows. The only
thing that really matters to me going forward is making my son proud of me.
That will be enough for me in this lifetime.
That seems like little to ask for I
know. But to me it is a big deal. I haven’t seen my son in 7 years since the
state took him. I want him to be proud of his dad. That is worth more to me
than all the money in the world. And all the fame I could ever have. It makes
me tear up just thinking about. I admit I sometimes get jealous of other dads
who get to see their sons and daughters every day. But I know I will get to see
my son in 8 years so I just wait patiently and work hard to make him proud of
me.
I’ll close in saying that I know
kids can be a pain at times after all weren’t we as kids. But be thankful for
every day you get to spend with them. I would do anything for one day with my
son, but I have to wait still. As always feel free to leave comments below. For
now I am off to get some more coffee. *Tips his hat solemnly
and walks out the door towards the brewer.*
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