|8-12-15

Have you ever known anybody who only ever asks you questions? My brother is that person for me. Sometimes it feels like all he has for me is questions, and all I do is answer them. They’re not opinions or ideas, but “how does this work” or “why is the world this way”, actual school questions.

It’s not that I don’t like informing my brother, but with my four years studying chemistry in college leveled next to his inattention in high school and two years at an automotive tech school makes me appear to him like an anthropomorphic Encyclopedia Britannica. I find myself reminding him daily that I’m not a damn search engine, and there’s one on his phone if he needs it. By no means do I think he’s unintelligent in any way, but he is absolutely not well read. Uninformed is a fitting title.

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Is there an accepted format for writing the story/screenplay of a video game? I’m watching GTA V be played, and it’s amazing to me how they were able to tie together the three characters into such a wide-reaching story. The medium seems like something with a lot of creative potential.

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A random car got sprayed by bullets while pulling onto the freeway not a minute away from my house. Great. Just great.

At least marijuana legalization is going to ballot in Ohio this November. Progress is growing closer.

| 8-11-15

Flick. I just told myself that was my last cigarette. It’s probably not the last time I’ll tell myself that. Life’s been a bit of a drag lately, but hopefully I can turn this ship around. I’m gonna go for a long time dream and start a freelance writing career. It’ll take a lot of concentration on my part, but I’m confident that I can put out a quality product. I’m taking to the habit of writing at least 1000 words a day, which I read somewhere was where Hemingway sometimes lingered at, so it should be enough. How does Stephen King write seven pages a day? They can’t be 8″ x 11.5″ in a twelve-point font. That or I’m slow.

I’m trying to go for it, but what about those who aren’t. I think this millennial generation has some real issues with finding direction. Even the kids with college degrees are struggling to find work. It’s a tough job market, at least as I’ve experienced it. I worry a lot for myself, even though I have a pretty solid resume. I am stunted by the fact I didn’t get my degree, a B.S. in Chemistry, but I’ll be taking out (even fucking more) student loans to finish it up in the next year or two.

So I’m working on a novel and two short stories right now. I’ve started logging my words and hours daily, to observe patterns. Hopefully I can get a finished product out there, My goal is to have the novel finished before the end of November. I call it an “environmental dystopia”.

Peace

–rNW