So, this is the first time I've ever done a blog. Quite frankly, I never really have had anything to blog about before. Heck, I don't even right now. What exactly should go into a blog? Should I rant and rave about how much my life sucks? Nah, too easy, and you'd be bored rather quickly. Should I complain about how my job sucks? Nah. You wouldn't care that I'm an under-paid worker in a factory that ships and receives parts for Caterpillar and I work far too hard for far little money. So what does a guy like me do? What do I choose to talk about in my blog? Will I ever post a blog again after this one?
Well, for starters, read-dudes and readettes (yes, I made those two words up on the spot), I'm twenty-eight years old, or is it young, I don't even care. I'm twenty-eight, let's leave it at that? I've been reading comics since the age of seven. I wish I could tell you some story where I remember my first comic I read and that it was in mint condition, I still have it in that condition thus making it worth a gagillion dollars, but that's not the case here. I don't recall my first comic book. I probably have it in my collection somewhere, but the title eludes me so I won't dwell upon it.
I happen to be a communications major and I wish to transfer out to a film school in Chicago, Illinois. I have been writing ever since I realized I had the talent to write and come up with ideas for just about anything. I am a former pro-wrestler in Illinois and have worked with number of legends in the industry. I won't 'name drop', but one of them is the father of a former WWE Champion who strikes venom into his opponents on Monday Night RAW and Friday Night Smackdown, and is famous for wearing a cast during one of his big feuds. Why is this relevant? You'll find out shortly, read-dudes and readettes.
I started writing at a young age when I was in the third or fourth grade. I don't recall exactly. Eventually, I started putting my work into writing contests and wrote a short novel in the sixth grade and was published under a different name locally, to which I wish I could remember the name and the title of my work. I continued on from there writing randomly. Poetry. Songs. Short stories. Even going as far as to writing scripts for movies, television shows and video games that I had hoped to work on some day. So why was the wrestling thing relevant? I started writing storylines for a wrestling company in my area back in 2004 and continued writing for a couple of others until 2009 when I finally called it quits from the business due to a severe neck injury.
Now, why did I mention a few times that I don't remember or wish I could remember something? I suffer from memory loss. Since high school, in which I played football, I have had numerous concussions that were related to football, and later, related to my wrestling career. I have been asked why I don't file a lawsuit against the companies in which I competed for and the answer is simple, it was my choice to wrestle for them. Nobody held a gun to my head, and even though I came out of the business like this, I loved every moment of it. The crowd, small as they were. The lights, the music, the rush I got when I hit that curtain and became a different person, and seeing the look on the kids faces when I was the good guy. It made me feel like a superhero. I was idolized by these kids, and even their parents, and I did it for a few bucks and a meal, often spending more on gas than I made to do the shows.
I loved every second of it, and now, I'm just trying to live my life and get it back in order. I've been through hell over the years and I don't plan on going down without a fight, I've never been the guy that just rolls over and lets anything beat on him. I'm a fighter, and a lover, that takes each day as it is, and looks for the greater good in it all. Some days, that just doesn't happen. Other days, it's well worth the trouble.
So, if I choose to continue to write a blog, I wonder if any of you would actually read them. I wonder how many people would actually be interested in what I have to say. Maybe I'll do one next week, maybe I won't. Maybe it'll be about a specific comic story-arc, maybe it won't. I guess we'll all just have to wait and see, right?
Until next time, if there is a next time, read-dudes and readettes, I'm Matches Malone saying believe in yourself, because if you can't believe in yourself, how can you expect someone else to believe in you? Food for thought.