A funny thing happened to me this week. I became that which I have always wanted to become. A grizzly bear. Well, no. Not really. I didn’t become a bear. No. The truth is, that after years of trying to become a real writer, perfecting my craft, publishing a comic, and running this blog that is designed to make you inferior beings just a tad smarter, I have made it! Yes sir. I now feel comfortable calling myself an industry professional. An honest to God writer. How did this happen? I will tell you sir. I will tell you.
Only a few days ago, one of my posts made its way to a certain forum. Now I won’t go into detail about what the slightly disparaging post may have claimed about an upcoming threequel game. And out of sheer respect for the community, I won’t Bother Saying Nothing about who read the article. In any event, the post was panned and I received what essentially amounted to hate mail. No threats mind you, just a few petty insults, a bunch of dudes putting words in my mouth, and other dudes taking portions of my article completely out of context. And that’s how it happened. That’s how I became a real writer. I got hate.
You know, there is a certain level of satisfaction that comes with being infamous. Sadly, the infamy is mostly unwarranted spawned from a few folks who only read half an article, and everyone else simply jumped on board. Either way, it’s hate, and it’s mine. All mine baby. All mine. I’m admired for my detestability. High five if you can guess what movie that’s from. And no Google. That’s cheating.
I’ve been cheated, jipped, overpaid, underpaid, hired, fired, loved, hated, positively reviewed, negatively reviewed, I’ve sold, I’ve bought, I’ve divided, and I’ve conquered. If that doesn’t spell “PERFECTION” nothing does. Although my dreams of one day becoming a grizzly bear may never actualize, I will always be a writer. Whether you like it or not.
Oh, and to you out there who may naysay and flaunt about with your superiority complexes telling me that none of that means I’m a pro, you’re wrong. There is actually scientific evidence out there that supports the fact that I’m a pro. It’s a book written by Rob Leifield. He’s a scientist ya know. In anatomical studies. Heh.
Now I bid thee farewell for now. Stay thirsty my friends.