I'm proud of being from Seattle. And, what's more, it seems to give me a certain amount of "street cred" from folks around here, which I like. Long story short -- Seattle is pretty universally well-liked. And since most of you reading this have links (of some kind) to Seattle, I thought you ought to know that.
A writer is a writer because he writes.
Now, once I get into the "fascinating details" of my life with the various folks I meet, I'll typically get one of two questions: "Do you miss Seattle?" And "How do you like Los Angeles?" I thought I'd take this opportunity to address those questions, so that, instead of vocalizing something in the future, I could scoff, turn my nose up, and say, "Read my blog, fool. READ IT!"
First off, do I miss Seattle? Hmm...maybe I should have figured out a quick answer to this question before I started blogging. Ah well.
Here's the long-winded version (because I'm feeling verbose tonight): sometimes. Those sometimes are typically between the months of May and October, when I'm on the verge of dying from heat stroke.
What I do miss are the people. And not just the obvious ones -- family, friends, and enemies. But the people in general. Seattle is a smart city, and I like smart people. In fact, intelligence is something of a virtue in Seattle, and I like that. Physical appearance, wealth, and popularity are not (generally) as important in Seattle as intelligence and success. And I dig that. I don't know if you've heard this or not, but Los Angeles attracts a large number of...shallow folk. And dumb folk. Seattle has those too...but it seems like not nearly as many as there are down here. And I like that.
Having said that, I was in Seattle over Thanksgiving and Christmas of last year, and while I had a great time with some amazing people that I'm proud to call "friends, family, and enemies," it never really felt like "home." In fact, I can't recall ever having felt "homesickness" in Los Angeles up to this point. So, while I'll always have a soft place in my heart for Seattle, and given the choice, it's where I'd prefer to live and raise a family. But the reality is, I can't do what I want to do with my life living in Seattle. Maybe what I want to do will change...but for now...it's Los Angeles or bust.
Which brings me to question #2: how do I like Los Angeles? Well, we lost a good man recently -- Mr. Matthew "Spap" Owens pulled up stakes and sidled on back to Seattle. His farewell blog entry is here, for those of you who were interested. It makes very clear his feelings about Los Angeles...and without my wife here, it's very likely I would have been similarly burned out after a year-and-a-half.
But...Los Angeles. City of Angels. Yes, I'm stalling. Here's the thing about LA -- I don't really feel one way or the other about living here. Because, to me, I'm interested in the film industry. If the film industry was located in Dallas, then I would live in Dallas. The city is immaterial to me. I haven't gotten caught up in the LA culture too much, and I've not done a tremendous amout of sightseeing (though I've got this cool shot of Erika and I at the top of a frigging mountain)
So there's stuff to love. It's just...for me...a place to sleep at night, and occasionally play video games in. I don't love it, I don't hate it, it's just...the city I currently reside in.
As a side note, I'm pleased to report that I'm doing a little bit of writing, and this coming Saturday, something I wrote is going to be filmed. I'm pretty excited about that -- I'll post stuff here when it's in a "post-able state."
A writer is a writer because he writes.
Now, once I get into the "fascinating details" of my life with the various folks I meet, I'll typically get one of two questions: "Do you miss Seattle?" And "How do you like Los Angeles?" I thought I'd take this opportunity to address those questions, so that, instead of vocalizing something in the future, I could scoff, turn my nose up, and say, "Read my blog, fool. READ IT!"
First off, do I miss Seattle? Hmm...maybe I should have figured out a quick answer to this question before I started blogging. Ah well.
Here's the long-winded version (because I'm feeling verbose tonight): sometimes. Those sometimes are typically between the months of May and October, when I'm on the verge of dying from heat stroke.
What I do miss are the people. And not just the obvious ones -- family, friends, and enemies. But the people in general. Seattle is a smart city, and I like smart people. In fact, intelligence is something of a virtue in Seattle, and I like that. Physical appearance, wealth, and popularity are not (generally) as important in Seattle as intelligence and success. And I dig that. I don't know if you've heard this or not, but Los Angeles attracts a large number of...shallow folk. And dumb folk. Seattle has those too...but it seems like not nearly as many as there are down here. And I like that.
Having said that, I was in Seattle over Thanksgiving and Christmas of last year, and while I had a great time with some amazing people that I'm proud to call "friends, family, and enemies," it never really felt like "home." In fact, I can't recall ever having felt "homesickness" in Los Angeles up to this point. So, while I'll always have a soft place in my heart for Seattle, and given the choice, it's where I'd prefer to live and raise a family. But the reality is, I can't do what I want to do with my life living in Seattle. Maybe what I want to do will change...but for now...it's Los Angeles or bust.
Which brings me to question #2: how do I like Los Angeles? Well, we lost a good man recently -- Mr. Matthew "Spap" Owens pulled up stakes and sidled on back to Seattle. His farewell blog entry is here, for those of you who were interested. It makes very clear his feelings about Los Angeles...and without my wife here, it's very likely I would have been similarly burned out after a year-and-a-half.
But...Los Angeles. City of Angels. Yes, I'm stalling. Here's the thing about LA -- I don't really feel one way or the other about living here. Because, to me, I'm interested in the film industry. If the film industry was located in Dallas, then I would live in Dallas. The city is immaterial to me. I haven't gotten caught up in the LA culture too much, and I've not done a tremendous amout of sightseeing (though I've got this cool shot of Erika and I at the top of a frigging mountain)
So there's stuff to love. It's just...for me...a place to sleep at night, and occasionally play video games in. I don't love it, I don't hate it, it's just...the city I currently reside in.
As a side note, I'm pleased to report that I'm doing a little bit of writing, and this coming Saturday, something I wrote is going to be filmed. I'm pretty excited about that -- I'll post stuff here when it's in a "post-able state."
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