I guess I’m making up for missing… not nearly enough but I’m trying.
This links back into Sakura Con and my experiences there. I’m starting to realize with a sense of impending terror that I’m about to hit the adult world. I’m 19 and only a handful of credits short of being a senior in University, i’ve got probably a year and a half left in my major (probably) and a decent job tho I spend my money far too much. So all of this begs one question: Where the hell am I going with my life?
I know I want to be a game designer because i love the idea of writing and building worlds and design games is a blast. I already bailed on my CSS ideas because I simply couldn’t think the right way. I’ve got 2 games on the burner, tho one is a very slow burn since I be a slow writer sometimes. i’ve got my novel rewrite underway and I final picked its sequel back up for for some TLC. Honestly I surprised myself with how good of a writer I am.
Any way, back to my dreams. I already talked in heroes about how I just want to be able to enjoy my job and support a family. A family of my own, kids of my own with a woman I love is a dream of all dreams for me. Right there that is who I want to be, the loving husband and father who can support his family comfortably and still love his work. I’ve seen how my dad doesn’t like his work at times and what it does to him and it sucks. My other dreams? I want to have my novel be popular enough that I can find fan art of it on Artist’s Alley at Sakura con. I want to have gritty and disturbing fan fic on the internet because that means I have loyal fans. I want to have enough clout that I can take on the Penny Arcade guys in Ping Pong and have a booth on the PAX floor. Really, it would be the biggest honour to see a character of mine lovingly rendered by a fan. I would never get mad at them for selling it, as long as they werent claiming it as their own, hell I’d probably buy one myself. I want to have my kids grow up in a house with a backyard somewhere in the Seattle area and I want the house have the art of years of conventions hanging, characters who have become retro will watch over my kids as they play in the hall ways. These aren’t simple things, but yet they really are. I don’t want a million bucks, though i wouldn’t turn the money down. Fame I want but not a large scale, just some people who love my stories as much as me and have read them, and I want to know the PA guys because what they’ve done in their lives is beyond inspirational. I want to have a family to be a part of, both of friends and immediate.I don’t need to shoot for the moon because my life is here, on Earth.