Writing (and other stuff) until I can’t

Writing this for me

Him: Why do you bother still writing? How many readers do you even have?
Me: I dunno. But, I suppose that doesn’t matter.
Him: Why not?
Me: (shrugging) Because I’m not writing for them. I’m writing for me.

We’ve been doing a lotta things with Scenic Fights lately, which means that I’ve been shooting more and more.

This isn’t a bad thing, per se, it’s just tiring.

Never realized how mentally taxing acting is until I had to do it – hitting cues, remembering lines, the acting itself, etc.

No, it’s not rocket science, but it’s definitely not a simple matter either.

Still, I know that I’m super lucky that I get to create content that people actually wanna consume.

I think I’ll keep doing it until they don’t wanna shoot me anymore.

Here’s a longform video we just shot a few weeks ago that the producers cranked out in record time.

Right after that shoot, I actually went with Sara to the Frenchman’s pad, along with my kali instructor and some of the other students for a random get-together – ostensibly to watch the World Cup, but really just to hang out and have an excuse to eat.

We actually spent the day with the fella sitting behind Sara – we’ll call him the Shooting Doctor for reasons that will become apparent in another entry.

Her: Do you want some ice cream?
Me: No. But I do wanna have more alcohol and chips.
Her: Go for it.
Me: Sweeeeeeeeeeet.

Speaking about cranking out content and doing things, I started this blog decades ago because so many of my other friends were doing it.

But they all stopped years ago and I’m the last one left of the people I started with.

I think that, ever since Alison got sick and I lost her, I’ve valued how much this blog has been a living record of my adult life.

I get to visit all my possible pasts – at least from September 2006 to now – anytime I want.

The funny thing is that I started this when I was 33 years old after a rando breakup.

Man, so much has happened since then.

But so much happened before that as well. I honestly wish I wrote back then because I would definitely like to revisit the Logan Lo of 70s-90.

Just like I visit Logan from the 00s, 10s, and early 20s.

Maybe, someday, I’ll tell you about my life in 90s and early 2000s when I worked in the clubs and was a struggling lawyer/tech guy.

Someday.

Him: How long you gonna keep writing?
Me: Until I can’t, I suppose.

Location: a pistol range and then killer Turkish food
Mood: ear-achy
Music: the fear gives me life and I swеar ’til I die I’m gonna do it my way (Spotify)
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