Protected: My Cancer Story Ch. 85 “The Winter of Our Discontent”
One Year in Los Angeles
One year. It’s been one year since I moved out west. Okay, so truth be told, I moved into my first apartment on November 8th but I’d rather not be linked to that day for obvious reasons. No, November 6th was the first day I laid my head down in California.
I’d beaten the dead horse ad-nauseam in regards to my unhappiness living in Maine (and after… AND AFTER) but it was on this day last year that I finally began my new life propelled by positivity.
It appears that late October/ early November is a time of great change for me. Four years ago, I was shooting The Tale of the Three Brothers and simultaneously realizing that my marriage was over. Two years ago, I quit my longtime job at EMMC and began at Verizon. And last year, I moved across the country in pursuit of my future.
Protected: My Cancer Story Ch. 56 “Moving Out of the First House”
Protected: My Cancer Story Ch. 42 “Our First House”
The Wayward Traveler Chronicles Day 8
“The Wayward Traveler Chronicles” will be a series of journal entries recording my trip across the country from Maine to California.
I won’t sugarcoat it: this was a long day. After last night’s showing of Doctor Strange, I drove back to the hotel and began to write Day 7, but soon realized the time: It was two o’clock A.M. Central, and I was used to Eastern, so it felt like three. I had to go to bed, and figured I’d finish this in the morning.
I got up around 9, and did in fact finish the blog post, but some issues with the uploading process ended up postponing its completion; not to mention I felt like a zombie whose lack of brains was killing him. Wait, did I just burn myself? Shit.
I’m Moving to Los Angeles
With a click-baity title like that, you know it’s going to be good!
The Great Depression
In the past eighteen months, I’ve gone through some changes, and I never shared them publically like other elements of my personal life (see My Cancer Story).
Now, I was going to provide a summary of this post at the beginning of it a lá news stories on CNN, but I realized how much I fucking hate that. Just let me read the article and stop trying to make us collectively dumber!
In June of 2015, I was at a crossroads. It had been over a year since our short film, The Tale of the Three Brothers (yes, that J.K. Rowling short story) premiered in a preview screening, and I was eager on getting my career “started.”