I got there and immediately realized what a mistake it was. My room was snaked from out from under me, which made the pet thing difficult. Their cats would seek out and gang up on mine. Had we had a room, there would have been no problems. But as it was, they were immediate and non-stop. I moved home. The deal kept changing. It changed day by day. And then I realized that everyone but Cloud was smack-talking me. Which figures, because her girlfriend is exactly like her mom, and her mom is a waste of space on planet Earth. She exists for no reason other than to party. Fifty, and she parties with kids because she has no friends and does nothing else.
And I remembered what Les Brown says: You have to get the losers out of your life. Cloud is a good person. But she's mired in the center of a horde of losers, and I doubt she will escape. I, however, have an out.
I am currently working on mentoring Nate some. He's devoted to this, and he's trying very hard. I believe he can do it, provided he keeps working. And I KNOW I can do it. Some of the scenes I was working on in my final run on both portfolio scripts gave me goosebumps, because the emotion in them felt...raw. And I'm still letting my most recent script simmer. It needs time to ferment in my head.
I have chosen to take it. I am ousting those people from my life that are not like me. People who only want to know where their next bottle will come from, or who will bang them next week. Childish people. I have killed the boy. And now the man will live.
Now I just need a job to fund my marketing.
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