Dunno if anyone actually gives a damn, but I need to put my thoughts, plans, etc. in a journal so read on if you like; or don't, if you would rather do something else.
Gurdians of Fate
As some of you may know, I am writing a book. It's called Guardians of Fate. If you want a small, concise sample, there is an excerpt on my profile here on deviantART. Here's the way I've been explaining the book to people recently.
[The book] is a fatasy novel, based in the modern day, about six young adults who, through one avenue or another, recieve six pieces of the Guardian Stone, an artifact that controls the balance of power on Earth. The seventh piece is held by Vice, who intends to plunge the world into chaos when he attains all seven pieces of the stone. These young adults, known as Guardians, must learn how to control the power within the stones and stop Vice before he can complete his plan.
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Amano... as a Professional Wrestler?!
Ten years ago, at WWE's Judgement Day in 2002, I watched two of my all-time favorite professional wrestlers fight each other in a No Holds Barred match for the WWF Undisputed Championship (this was before the World Wildlife Fund sued the WWE). Needless to say, it was exhilarating, especially to that one 12-year old boy sitting next to his father in the nosebleeds. It lit a fire in me that, to this day, hasn't subsided. It didn't really help that after the event, my parents and I went to a steakhouse about 15 minutes from the arena - and ran into about half of the Superstars we'd seen earlier that night. We were seated in a booth right next to The Hardy Boyz, a tag-team that made a name for themselves by being extreme and high-flying. When I told Matt Hardy that I wanted to be just like him, he smiled and patted my head and said, "Then do it. And don't give up. Maybe one day I'll face you in the ring."
Looking back at it, I realize that it was probably just a Superstar looking at another kid that wanted to beat people up for a living. But for me, it tossed a gallon of fuel on that fire I mentioned before. On the fourth of July, I was contacted by a recruiter at Hayward, CA's All-Pro Wrestling, and invited to their Scholarship Tryouts, which, if I won, would give me a full ride through their training course.
I have given it a lot of thought - I've talked to my fiancé, and she says that whatever I decide, she will support me. I havent spoken to my family yet... Honestly, it's a subject I'd rather avoid... But it has to come out sometime. I have a chance to pursue my dream... And if you don't take that first step, you'll never see where the road goes. So, wish me luck everyone.
Maybe someday you'll see me on the grandest stage of them all...