Finally a Plan...

I'm 27...I think. You ever can't remember how old you are? Anyway, I'm 27ish...14 in mind, 45 in body, and I finally have an idea of what I'd like to do with my life. I've never had an idea before. Graduating high school I didn't know what I wanted to be. I didn't even know what field...not an inkling. I knew plenty of things I didn't want to be...mainly everything. The only time I think I said what I wanted to be was when I was four and I wanted to be a garbage man...and if I don't do something soon, that may come true. So this last year I set one goal: Pick a god damn career. That was it, and now I'm done with 6 months to spare.

Here it is. I want to be a videogame journalist. Oh scoff now...I know you think games are a waste of time, therefor building a career around reviewing them is a waste of time, but I don't care. I'm probably not going to make a million dollars a year doing it. It's going to be almost impossible to get my foot in the door. I'll be working with and dealing with nerds all day...I don't care. It's what I want to do. I like playing games. I like writing...I can actually see myself spending my entire life doing this. So my plan now is to make some money...pay off some bills...go to school...and take every writing class that I can. Meanwhile I'm going to study the business as much as possible. I've already been researching for a few months and the more I researched the more it seems attainable. My only problem is that I'm going to be an old man in a young mans business. I joined a website that is frequented by current editors of videogame publications and I've been writing as much as possible about games. It's only been a week but so far the response has been pretty good...which is nice because I really have nothing to offer except my own opinions and observations...I would kill to have access to ANYONE that made games so I could pepper them for a story. Anyway I'd thought I'd share with you my plan. I might not be writing much on the ol' blog, so you won't be missing much when you don't read it.