Obviously, it’s been a while since I’ve updated this blog. Life got in the way. Nothing urgent or dire, but serious and important. As Lupe said on First and Fifteen, I have been making my moves and breaking my rules.
For a long time now, I have been writing. Ever since the days of my childhood when I would fuckoff to a quiet part of the house and just imagine for long stretches of time, weaving stories inspired by anime and movies. My teachers and parents urged me to begin writing, but I had other plans. Initially, I was going to be a programmer or software engineer. At school, I joined the Texas Alliance of Minorities in Engineering which helped me get a paid internship at IBM one summer. It was during that internship that I realized my path.
Debugging programs was tedious work at IBM. Admittedly, I fucked around most of the day, choosing to surf the Vestibule forum at IBM. This was not for me. I wasn’t meant to sort out syntax errors in C. I created entire worlds out of words. Biospheres brought to life on the breath of words. War-torn star systems cleaved by sentences. People lived and died by the letters I arranged in Word. My head wasn’t in cloud-based systems, but in the clouds that hang over all of us. It was decided: I was going to become a writer.
I didn’t really follow that career path. I swayed and veered off course many times. I kind of lived in the moment, finding peace in ennui. I read a lot. I watched a lot of TV and anime. Most importantly, I wrote. I began my pessimum opus I called “lost blue.” It was anime as fuck—too anime. An overpowered emo fuck who is meant to save the entire universe from destruction. I may have had some cool ideas here or there, but nothing really came together. I worked on it for pretty much a decade, wasting my time on changing characters and stories, always getting better ideas from something else I’ve seen or read. Thankfully, I actually finished this novel in 2014. It was completely different from when I first started it. I sent it out to a publisher to get it made. I figured it was better than most of the tripe out there, but I got denied. Although, it took over six months for me to get rejected. I don’t know if that is good or bad. Still, finishing it allowed me to move on.
I took a screenwriting class back in 2007. That same year, I had watched Grindhouse, Robert Rodriguez’s and Quentin Tarantino’s awesome double feature and I thought that I could probably get into the film industry. That didn’t last long. I figured making a book was the way to go. It wasn’t until the later part of 2014 that I decided to get back into it. Seven years after taking that class, I read the script for Collateral. Tom Cruise’s character, Vincent, uttered this single line: “The dream on the horizon became yesterday and got lost.” Much like Max, I was toiling away in a prison telling myself that I will eventually achieve my dreams and goals. It took a coldhearted hitman to make me realize that. I had to work hard on it. Up until then, writing was mostly a hobby and hope. It didn’t really consume me. It didn’t permeate my life.
Since then, with the help and support of my family and friends, I have written three scripts so far and I am about to start my fourth pretty soon. The first one is shit. All first scripts are shit. The second one came easy. I even submitted it to a couple of competitions. The third I got done in two weeks! It was a vomit draft, of course, but completing it so fast is just so amazing to me. Of course, there is always room for improvement. Greatness is rarely an accident.
So, expect more updates. Lots of stuff going on in the world that I have an opinion about. I’m also starting a podcast with a few of my buddies.. And I have a new twitter account.
I will not let my dream become yesterday.