This will be weird for everyone. Maybe not. But it’s all about seeing into the details of what makes for good writing and what makes my writing unique.
Everyone has heard the saying, “write what you know,” but writing has to be more than that. You have to press into that unknown, become a part of it, and know the target audience. This is a whole big way of saying, I play video games.
A lot.
Like more than any grown man should.
I can admit that.
In my defense, one of my other favorite writers, Craig Mazin, (he’s a screenwriter known for things like The Hangover 2 and other comedies) splits his writing time with playing games like Fallout 4 and stuff. (I ended that with stuff.)
ANYWAY! One night, while I was playing my game, Destiny 2, I was looking to complete the big challenge. They call them raids and if you aren’t part of a gaming “clan,” you have to look online for people willing to help you through. I hope you see the problem with that.
Gamers are poison.
I know. I game. A lot. I said that. And when PVP (player versus player) is raging… so am I.
ANYWAY AGAIN! After I was kicked from a few fireteams for being SUB-par, very sub-par (I’m bad at games even though I play them a lot) the other guy I played with took to Reddit to rage on the internet about the Destiny player base as well, and how all of those try-hards (serious gamers) can ruin a good community.
Well, one poor soul extended his hand, and Dylan, our next blogger, has shown support to me in ways I cannot even express.
When The Time of Tears came out, he bought it. And as you can tell, he is not good with written things. LOL But he read it. Pretty fast, I might add.
Where I used to go online and game for relaxing and ideas from interacting with the barbarians involved on Xbox, now, I get yelled at when I cause our fireteam to die, ALONG with, “Hey, Jon, when the hell is Book 2 coming out? Like, this is getting really annoying.”
In my ears. At least once a week.
Without further ado, this is Dylan. Our clan founder and now, funny enough, a good friend.
Tempered by the fires of hell, His iron will remained steadfast through the passage
that preys upon the weak. He set forth without pity and he hunted the slaves of doom with barbarous cruelty. Unbreakable, incorruptible, unyielding. None could stand before the horde but The Doom Slayer. For he alone was the hell walker.
Jon wishes he could write this well. That is from the video game DOOM (2016). I wish I could tell you who actually wrote it, but I don’t know. To be honest I didn’t even actually bother to look it up either. I’m not too good with words, grammar, well shit, anything in regards to written and spoken language for that matter, but Jon asked me to write some stuff for him. Bear with me.
Yesterday was my birthday. I always tell people I stopped counting the years after 21, which is true. When I was 23, or something, I was telling anyone that asked I was 24, or something, (I forget when that actually was). Not because I’m a liar, but because I actually fucking forgot.
Anyway, it was actually one of the best May 29th’s I’ve ever experienced. I went to work for a company that I love. I came home to the most awesome surprise, my wife had me these hella bomb ass cookies that were 48 hours in the making. I got to play videogames with friends. Of all my birthdays, this one was one of the better ones, sorry Mom.
I met Jon through online videogames. We’ve known each other just shy of a year now. In that year, we’ve slayed countless aliens, gods, demons, demon-gods, solved puzzles, yelled at each other, made each other choke with laughter, etc. We’ve taken to acts of piracy lately. All while being separated by about 800 miles or so.
This paragraph has been written, deleted, written and deleted again. So. Many. Times. About so many vastly different topics. I wrote about 25 sentences about what I THINK a Hemi is before I deleted it all with prejudice. I don’t even know what to write anymore. Like, how do you do this? What do I write about?
Look, all I’m trying to say is Jon is a great friend. Outside of photos, I’ve never even seen this dude. I really wonder why people opt to actually spend time with me on their own volition. I sure as fuck wouldn’t hang out with me, I’m as annoying as I am stupid. But Jon does. And I’m grateful for that.
If you’ve read this far, I’m sorry. May God have mercy on my soul.
Dueces
Jonathan Dominguez 