So, this week’s blog post is going to be a little different from before. See, I may seem like a workaholic…well…actually I am a workaholic. A functioning workaholic but I’m also a good friend and a supportive one, too. I have a great number of friends that took the path of the arts like me and, like me, have – and, forevermore, will – dedicated their lives to the craft. It is because of that I am going to dedicate this month to highlighting them. This week, I’m going to be starting with the writers:
life
This is the week I will never forget. It is a week that will live on in the back of my mind as I continue to walk the path I was placed. You want to know the crazy thing about all of this: I was completely blind sighted by it all and I chose to take the high road. Oh, right, you still don’t know what happened to me, do you? I was rejected from a job because of my location.
All this week, I have been doing things that would make me more professionally appealing to the public. See, I’m not that heavy on social media outside of Twitter and Instagram and I’m not extremely active on there. Plus, there was something important that I forgot to create at the beginning of my writing career…a portfolio.
Okay, let me start off by saying that traveling cross country via Greyhound is a wonderful idea in concept. But – my GOD – it is a very difficult test of endurance and sanity. Though I got to take pictures and explore numerous states and cities (I think eight states and over a twenty cities), the real prize, after enduring such a grueling trip, was the new friends I made throughout this journey.
So, my time in San Francisco is temporarily on hold because of a few reasons. One of the main reason is that I am a bit homesick…which leads to my second reason. I need to regroup in preparation to make San Francisco my permanent home. But there’s so much more than that.
Happy Independence Day to all friends, family, colleagues, and fans. I am watching Independence Day for the…well…I don’t know how many times while working on my projects. I kinda don’t believe in taking a day off on a holiday as my mind is always flooding with information. So, I’m going to watching the fireworks while progressing through this gaming project.
Well, that’s all for today, I want to get back to my writing. Please, don’t forget to follow me on my social media platforms (Twitter, Instagram, and Goodreads) which are on the right side of my web page. Also, I do love hearing suggestions of what books to read outside of my norm (Science fiction and fantasy) as I am a part of the Goodreads’ reading challenge for 2018.
My goodness…San Francisco is amazing. It’s warm (major plus). It’s vivid. It’s full of personality. And, much like Philadelphia and New York, everybody here is always on the move. But getting there was a complete and utter nightmare of the funny variety. A very funny variety.
This is going to be the wicked weekend for gamers of all works of life. We are going to be greeted by another year of gaming and entertainment galore in the form of Electronic Entertainment Expo, or simply E3. Now, technically, the convention starts on the twelve of June, but the Press Conferences comes first and it’s really what I care about. But, that’s not the only thing that I’m going to be excited about.
My brothers and I have always had the greatest conversation when it comes down to the finer points of family value. Sure, I love talking to my Grandma and Mother but I’ve always been close to my little brother, Antonio, and my older brother, Carlton. Those two are the main reason why I have a phone; you know, besides work (begrudging) and other nonsense. But this past week’s conversation was particularly interesting.
Life is an interesting mistress. She comes up with new and inventive ways to keep me entertained and smiling. However, her most recent adventure that she has in store for me involving me moving to San Francisco to finally spend some time with my aunt. However, the events leading up to the adventure were, for a lack of a better word, unorthodox.