A story with morals

Once upon a time there was a man. This man was usually quite a peaceful man, but recently he has been on the verge of either exploding into a ball of fire, or causing everybody else to explode. You see, this man tries so very hard to be positive and optimistic, but when negative energy gets thrown his way, he unfortunately does not have the power to deflect it. He is like a sponge and absorbs the feelings and emotions of those around him, so when someone is down or negative, he also becomes quite down himself.

"I would rather have paid $1000 for crap rather than $500 for different crap." someone recently said to him, "You will look back on this day and regret that you didn't get the higher priced crap."

"Oh yes, I would have so much rather have paid for the cheaper crap myself and have you pay for the more expensive crap that we didn't even need to pay for." The man said back, in a very sarcastic tone, "And would have preferred not to give someone close to us a special opportunity to make the day special for us, who did a fantastic job I might add."

And with those magic words the man felt better. Amazingly better! The fact that the man only thought those words and did not actually say them out loud didn't matter. A weight was lifted and he could go on with his day. Yes, a hint of the negativity will linger and the man may feel little spirals of anger, but he feels better.

So the moral of this story is to always have an outlet for negative energy. Preferably it's an outlet that does not give the negative energy to someone else. If you do have to give it to someone, give it back to the person who gave it to you. A side moral is: using sarcasm as a way to express your negative energy feels unbelievably good and makes you laugh as well.

Gotta get them juices flowing...

Creative juices, that is. ;)

Let me be thoughtfully crude for a second here...

I once saw a piece of graffiti in a bathroom stall a long time ago that has stuck with me throughout my life: "Some people come here to shit and stink, I come here to sit and think." Perhaps you have seen it. Anyway, I often think of that when I am sitting on the toilet. And from all that thinking, I come up with my best ideas. Unfortunately I don't always write them down once I am done my business.

This time is different. I have now begun work on a new story that will eventually (hopefully) become my first screenplay. I don't always finish what I start. In fact, I almost never do. But the thing is, I have a better chance of finishing something that I've started than finishing something I never start to begin with. The key to good writing is, don't just talk about an idea, write it down. Then you'll be able to really see if it's a good idea or not.

So, what's my story? Well I'm not going to give it up just yet, but I will disclose the fact that I have realized that there are 2 things that people just love about movies: A loveable goof that gets the girl, and a semi-likeable asshole that learns a life lesson. If you throw in some other essential ingredients, then you just have to fill in the blanks with some good dialogue and a solid plot. I've been battling for years in my head to find an idea that is so unique and so different, but I've realized that people are afraid of different. I'll save the different until after I've become successful. :)