Johns Journey

Chapter One: The Beginning

Has life ever given you a gift that you thought was amazing? Then did life backhand you across the face and push you down a flight of stairs , where you land in a giant puddle of you're broken dreams? . Well that's what life did to me. Im sorry , i guess the best way to start the story is from the beginning. My name is John , Im....... I was a screenwriter . When I say was I mean I had my dream job at this amazing studio!. I was working on a new horror show that was going to be a hit! , well it seemed like it was , until halfway through production i got told to pack up my things and that the show was cancelled. For some reason I blame myself for it , only for the fact that I was the writer so yeah i messed up apparently and now Im not sure what I want to do with my life. 

After that i was sitting in my small apartment that is way too overpriced in downtown Vancouver. Like really!? 2500$ for a two bedroom apartment with a tiny bathroom and laundry? if i was still working on the show that could of changed things  but i have to stop thinking like that or it's going to kill me more than it already has. Anyway i was stuck sitting at my desk writing my thoughts and feelings down on a piece of paper just thinking how much my life could of changed. My ego kept telling me im a failure and its all my fault , and to be honest it's probably right.  Was my format not correct? or was it just a crappy script?  or even worse am I just a bad writer?. 

As I sat there at my desk something particularly strange happened. My phone started to ring which was odd due to the fact that im more of a texting guy . but what made it even more weird it was my sister Mackenzie calling. Mackenzie is a few year's older than me (She is 25) and what makes it worse is that she is the only person that realized i had fallen into a deep depression after the deal fell through , so She has been trying to do everything she can to help me out. Im very grateful for that but I feel i can handle things myself. As soon as I answered the phone and stayed dead silent suddenly  Kenzie was yelling my name over and over again until I answered. She told me she knew how to get me out of depression and writer's block. before i could ask why she just told me "I will be over in a few!" and hung up. Oh boy I thought to myself , this is going to be interesting , Little did I know what she was about to drop off would change my life.

Mackenzie arrived shortly after hanging up the phone. She barged in the room without knocking . It was like she was a member of SWAT hunting a terrorist. Except the Terrorist was my Depression and Ego holding me and my creativity hostage. Kenzie slapped this massive thick book down on the counter and it made this huge noise like a gavel hitting wood. Kenzie said with joy that this will cure my writers block. I look down at the book and its titled "The Artist's Way".  She then turned around quickly and told me she had to go back to work and left the room. Now im just standing here awkwardly with this giant book.