I am often known to do and be many different things.  Busy-minded tends to be the best description.  As my “9-5” (as it tends to reach a lot farther than eight hours/day) I am a manager of a department.  The other side of that coin is that I am a taxpayer, too.  And a payer of many other things.  It’s always a good feeling to be able to pay the rent, the bills, all the coffees, and tip the Eat 24 delivery guys all at the same time.

The other side of what I do resides in freelancing the creative field, a field that is a true love and passion in my life.  I have worked plenty in industrial design – mainly furniture and packaging – as well as visual communication and graphic user interface.  In filmmaking, I have worked the entire process, from pre-production, principal photography, then finishing off in post in the editing room.

I have garnered success in all these fields and titles, and while in technicalities I am all of it, I don’t know if that is what I would truly refer myself as.  Am I a manager?  A designer?  A filmmaker?  Batman?

What I do know, however, is that when I write, I am me.  More than anything else.  I am both lost and found in my own little world and you all just live in it.  Everything feels… right.  And even if something goes left, it feels fine.  Because there’s a belief that it was meant to go that way, and everything will be all right in the end.

So do I call myself a writer?

How about I just keep on writing, and see what happens next.