Why Do You Write?

I write for a living, but that’s not why I write. I provide 14 to 16 blogs a month for my clients’ websites. The research that goes into writing these blogs can be tedious and boring. Most times, the topics are fun and educational. I go home learning about random things like TMJ pain or why it’s not so bad to plant in the summer.

After writing so much during the day, it becomes difficult to go home and want to write about what really interests me. I force myself to log in to my computer and after that, my love for writing settles in. Once I’m in the groove of it, the real answers to why I write reveal themselves.

  • I blog because it’s therapeutic, almost like writing in a diary. All my thoughts go into a computer and become real. They’re corporeal. I’m able to read back these words and reflect on them, rewrite them, and delete them if I want. If something you do makes you feel great about yourself or helps you in some way, you should do it more often.
  • I write because I aspire to be known for my writing. Like all writers, I struggle with what to write first. The list of unfinished writing projects is accumulating. No matter though, as I’m writing now and it shows promise for my future. A little discipline is all you need sometimes.
  • I write because I want to help and inspire. I’d like to help in inspiring someone to accomplish their goals in life. Stephen King inspired me to write horror. J. R. R. Tolkien inspired me to write fantasy. Joss Whedon inspired me to write for television, and Wes Craven inspired me to write for film. All four men inspired me to write!

Hopefully, this blog inspired you. Why do you write? Let me know in the comments!


On Turning 30

My name is Brian.

I turned 30 on July, 31, 2015. (Side note: I happen to share a birthday with author and fabulous person, J. K. Rowling, and her literary hero, Harry Potter. Harry turned 35 on the same date.) Externally, I was fine exiting my 20’s. I kept a smile on my face the whole day, but panic swelled internally. That was until I was surrounded by friends on the night of my birthday, full of alcohol, and content with my surroundings.

Still, the next morning I was filled with depression. (I was 60 in gay years. I could never show my face on dating apps again. Just kidding.) Now 30, I had a job as an Administrative Assistant for the San Antonio Aquarium, an interactive touch-tank aquarium that took over the abandoned location of a car lot. (After opening in December 2014, it received unsatisfactory reviews for opening unfinished.) I was also single, living with a roommate, overweight, and living paycheck-to-paycheck.

Well, I’m still single, living with a roommate, and overweight. BUT!

I was recently offered a better job; a career actually. I am now the Social Media Manager for an advertising agency. With a pay increase, that solved two of my post-30 problems. I handle multiple social media accounts and write blogs for our client’s websites. And that’s all I’ve really wanted in a career, to express myself creatively in writing.

I have bigger goals, of course, as everyone should. I would love to write for episodic television and sell screenplays, but baby-steps. If an Emmy and/or Oscar come along with that writing career, then great. It’s highly possible and I know it is because all I had to do to get my current career was change my attitude.

In 2014, I worked at a life insurance company and hated it so much! I sold life policies to older people, and occasionally, had to hear of their passing and get complaints that the insurance money was never received. Back then, I lived with two straight men, who were semi-dirty roomies and one owned a dog that was kennel training. The bitch escaped almost always, trashing everything, and making me regret my decision of moving out of my parent’s house.

So I decided to take a yoga class at the neighborhood Gold’s Gym. At the end of the class, we meditated for 15 minutes. IT CHANGED MY LIFE! I learned more about meditation, discovered the whole being-positive thing, realized my life wasn’t that awful, and finally my life began to change. It got better, as the gays say.

This is where this website comes in. My life isn’t perfect. Listen up, no one’s is. I decided to blog about my life in hopes of helping some other gay, fat, Hispanic, and poor soul. These blogs will be filled with stories, some with advice, and who knows what else. We’ll know when we get there. I hope you stick with me. Others won’t be this long, I promise.

Oh, I also review movies. You know, when I feel like it.

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