Wednesday, January 29, 2014
And if it wasn't worth it, that's a lie.
No matter what you do in life, learn a dance, write a book, ask that guy out...even if you never dance in front of another person, let anyone read what you've written, the guy says no, it was worth it.
Everything we do in this life makes us who we are. I've written five novels as Jamie Lee Scott, half a dozen screenplays, and too many magazine articles to count. And I'd do it all over again, even if no one ever read them.
I'm a storyteller, I always have been. I wrote my first "book" in the 5th grade, and I never stopped.
When people are in awe of the ideas I have, I can't help but think, really? I have more story ideas (good ones, not just crappy ones) than I will ever be able to write in a lifetime. If I wrote 16 hours a day, every day, for the rest of my life, I'd never be able to tell all of the stories in my head.
So I work, and I go through the daily grind, characters messing with my head when I'm trying to live in the real world. Why? For money, for fame, for acknowledgement? No. For greatness.
Greatness for my characters, so they live a life otherwise never told. In the end, no one will remember me, but I hope they remember the characters I wrote about, and for that, I do the work.
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