This is how I started a blog

Something incredible happened.

Every morning I get up at 5:30am and put the tea kettle on and go to the bathroom and pour fresh mate leaves into my mate glass- a thick shrimp cocktail server. I usually wait for like 5 minutes until the water boils. I pass this time by running my hand over my head or scratching myself while yawning.

When the mate water is ready, I move to my desk and start writing. Usually the first things I write don't make too much sense. Like: "After having searched around an old house in New York, where underaged girls were coming onto me, A_ and I climbed into a small, wind-powered flying machine."

I wrote that on the 30th. It was a dream I had the night before.

On the 15th of June I wrote: "Today I woke up at 5:30am and I am beginning my writing day. The way I see it, I need to be ready to get into my car by 9am in order to ensure I arrive at work by 10am."

I wonder how many times I've written about waking up at 5:30am?

This is my first blog. I want to start at the beginning-

Something incredible happened.

I wrote a blog about my life in Hollywood and how I went from a small time development assistant to writing and directing feature films. I also wrote about all the crime and death and sex I had to wade through on my way there. It was mostly on the way to my car.

But I also wrote about blogging because blogging is essential to understanding how to write and direct feature films in Hollywood. I learned that as I wrote the blog and wrote about blogging and waded through the sex and crime and death on the way to my car, on the way to my job.

It was something incredible.