Time is all we have

Lately I’ve been thinking about how long I’ve been away from home, it’s really weird that its been nine years since I’ve lived with my parents. Not saying it’s a bad thing, I just remember like it was yesterday. Doesn’t seem like it was nine years ago my brothers and I were playing outside together acting stupid. It’s funny how when you’re a kid you don’t think about time and that you won’t get that time back until you’re older and it’s gone before you know it. Makes you wish you could go back and have the same mindset you have now and have a way to slow time down so you can cherish the moments you have because once their gone their gone forever.

When I visited my parents not to long ago, I started to feel something different. Not like I was a guest in their house, but like it’s been so long since I’ve lived there that now there’s a totally different outlook on it. I don’t know if its because I’m an adult now and I see what I didn’t see then or that the fact that things have changed and it does feel different to the point I forget where things are. My old room is still their, but it’s not their (if that makes any sense) it’s still my room, I still sleep in it when I’m home, but it’s not really my room anymore, almost like the room has moved on as well.

I like going home to see my parents, it’s a lot of fun to hang out and watch the ball game with my Dad. I enjoy going to thrift stores with my Mom, she’s the best. I was born and raise in the great state of Texas. There is absolutely nothing like it and anyone who’s born there or has lived there for some time will agree with me that Texas is the best place to be.

Until next time…

-Brandon

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How One Text Message Can Make You Think

So it has been awhile since I’ve wrote on here and for the people that do keep up with my blogs, I do apologies to you.  The reasons why I haven’t written anything in awhile is because, I’ve actually been hired to write a television series. I’ve been hammering my brain for the past couple of weeks because I have a deadline and it was short. So it has been nothing but writing, writing, writing, all day everyday. I finished it and turned it in, now we have some major companies looking at it. I’m hoping someone picks it up and gives us a budget to shoot the pilot. I’m also a producer, so I’m having to go over things that have nothing to do with writing at all, but it’s so much fun.

 

This is not the reason for this blog though. My birthday was two days ago, I turned twenty-three and I feel no different. I guess that’s how it goes though when you get older, you never feel it until your body starts to do weird things and then you look in the mirror and you’re like what the hell. That’s why Dad’s getting so depressed when they turn fifty because they’re body is getting older and they actually feel a change, but until then it’s not going to feel like anything.

 

A really good friend of mine sent me a text message on the night of my birthday and asked me if it was good day. I started to think about that, not about that particular day, but about how my life as changed in a year. I thought about everything I’ve accomplished and the great things that have came into my life. I finished filming a movie called “Firebird” right before Thanksgiving, which was a great experience and the money was beautiful. I got a new drum cymbal endorsement with a great company called “Supernatural Cymbals” they are amazing. My Mom drove seventeen hours from Texas in the ice to spend time with me on my birthday. I got hired to write a television series and produce it and I’ve heard great things so far so fingers crossed. And last but defiantly not least; I’ve made a great friendship with a very talented writer, she’s a wonderful person, she has helped me write this television series and has came up with some unbelievable stuff. We make a great team and I can’t wait to see what the future holds in all of this.

 

So yeah, my birthday went really great.

 

Sorry I’m Late…

I woke up today with the best attitude anyone could have, I got dressed and headed out the door. As I drove to town I started thinking about who I was going to meet for breakfast. She is the most interesting person I ever met, funny, smart, everything about her I love. She’s an amazing writer, the way she puts a lot of detail in her writing lets me paint a vivid picture in my mind. She has the best idea’s I ever heard and I’m not just saying this because i know she will read this later, I’m saying it because it’s the truth. She is very talented and I couldn’t have asked for anyone better to work with.

But when I made it into town and on the residential roads, the freakin clutch went completely out of my car. Already late for breakfast I had to get out and push the car out of the road, because it just stopped right in the middle. A nice guy walking his dog asked if I needed help, thank God he came because there was no way I could have pushed this thing by myself up a small incline. We finally made it to a parking lot feeling like a million dollars in pennies. I called my friend and told I was sorry for being late and to top it off my car broke down. She came and picked me up and we went to breakfast like we planned and talked about everything. Oh we saw Andy Garcia at the cafe we were at, she was so excited to see a celebrity even though it was his dopplerganger, she fell for it big time haha.

Anyway, now I’m back at my broken down car, waiting for a friend to come get me. Even though my car is broke down, I still had a great time this morning. I guess you can say it was worth it.

Mr. Bad Timing

So I woke up today with probably the best idea for a screenplay. I was very excited because I had the beginning, middle, and end. I wrote down the story format on my laptop so I won’t forget it later, even though it’s going to be the only thing I’ll be thinking about all day. I’m still deciding if I want to make it a short or an actual full length screenplay. I have so many ideas I’m having a hard time choosing. I need help. And fast, I have to start working on this soon so I can pitch it to some of my friends in Los Angeles I’ve worked with in the film industry. I have so much going through my mind-grapes it’s eating me alive. But it’s a great problem to have when writing a screenplay, because now since I have my story, my act one and two, all I have to do is put the pieces together like a puzzle. What I’m I gonna call this script? Forget about that for now, it’ll come to me when I’m writing it.

I don’t know how I’m going to have time for this, because I’m on a deadline as it is. I have to write a two year arc on a television series, plus a few characters backstories. Thank you to my brain, I now call you, “Mr. Bad Timing”. I have a lot on my plate, how will I get the backstories and the two year arc done by friday? I think I’m going to go throw up now, I’ll be right back.

Okay I’m back. I feel much better. You know some people have panic attacks for things like this. Lucky, I’m way to strong to let my thought-sickles to take over my body. But then again, am I? I need to call in reinforcements to save me from the over-whelming situation of a great problem I have. So much to write in so little time to write it…

Success? What is it?

What is success? Is it becoming rich? Having a fancy car or house? I think a lot of people in this world believe that money buys happiness. I absolutely disagree. Money has a lot of means, the bible says, it’s the root of all evil and I believe that. Money is an addiction to some, a curse to others, a blessing to a lot of people. I wrote a song about this, one of the lines in the song says, “Money, fame and luxury is the devils favorite cup of tea, and no one has passed the test with flying colors.” Meaning that, no one has ever figured it out perfectly nor done the right things with it at some point. Everyone has faults, nobody’s perfect. I can’t tell you how many times in school a kid would spend money his mom or dad gave them on other stuff when it was supposed to be their lunch money. But they didn’t care. I grew up with nothing, so being able to have money in my pocket is a blessing. To be in the line of work I’m in and to have the other job that fell into my lap, it’s a blessing to make the money I make. I do not take it for granite.

I think success is when you’re happy with yourself. When you can lay down at night feeling great about the things you have accomplished.

What is success to you? Think about it.