I have been quite the ambitious individual my whole life. From wanting to be a fireman to a paramedic, a novelist to a musical artist, I swear I have dreamt to achieve it all. Lately, however, my two largest ambitions seem the most realistic as well as being the most attainable. If you have been reading my blog up until now, you will know that I am pursuing an old goal of mine to become a teacher at the high school level. The other goal would be that of a storyteller.
The storyteller thing is not a new goal either, but one that has shape-shifted throughout the years. It is an even older goal than that of becoming a teacher. Ever since grade eight, which would bring us back to the year 2001, I have had this dream of telling stories. Back then, it was a desire to write a series of eight books, or some other ridiculous number for a thirteen year old. One series turned into two, then three, then some number variable replaced by x. These stories still might make it to a book format, but my desire for storytelling doesn't end there.
Novel writing then transformed into writing music with lyrics that told a story, with each track acting as a chapter of a book. And somehow in each piece, the story would go through a three-act structure only to pull you into the next song, which would make the most sense if you listened to the album in order, but each song could stand on its own. Then the realization came that I cannot write music nor play any instruments and all I would have is my voice, and if I could not do all the work myself, then I wasn't interested. Way to kill some ambition, but it's for the best.
Then came the art of filmmaking. Now this was a bit of a shocker to me. I had attended Vancouver Film School and left not wanting to make any sort of film whatsoever. I was certain of the fact that the only kind of work that I would be inspired to do after leaving that school would be graphic/web design and nothing more. WRONGZO. There is nothing that I find more tedious than struggling with a mouse in Illustrator and I highly doubt that using a pen tablet would make me enjoy it any more. But moving pictures, sound, lighting... What could be more perfect?
Although my list of film projects remains quite small to this day, it is the one thing that I cannot stop thinking about. Sadly, thinking about it is really all I end up doing. I don't jot my ideas down. I don't pick up my camera. I just let these ideas swim around in this depthless pool of wonderment that is my brain. But this must cease! I must write! And that is what I fully intend to do tonight.
I don't know where filmmaking will fit in my busy schedule, but it has led me to think of cutting out the things that I enjoy doing to allow more time for the things I hope to love doing. And once I become a teacher, filmmaking may have to wait for the weekends, holidays, and summer breaks, but that is a bridge I will cross once I reach its edge.
I'm fading fast. But I know which of my six ideas to work on right away... A young man who has never been in love. Although it sounds sad, I feel it holds a lot of comedic promise. As the usual writer's advice goes, "Write about what you know." And that is what I fully intend to do.
Just not today. Sounds like a promising title.
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