I have had a twitter troll say I have no talent and was not creating anything. I was in my head. I had movies playing of my own creation. Now that part of my brain is silent as if my very soul and personality has been altered. I feel like the most important part of who I am is dead.

I do not feel like socializing now with people. I have nothing exciting to talk about. I can not say I worked on sets. People look at me like I am nuts. I do not want to go to a job I hate and collect a pay check and just survive. My father says that is what I have to do.

Survive for what. I had so much talent and my own family helped destroy it.

I was going to recraft this as a different story. It is based on the Choronicles of Narnia. According to the date on it, I wrote it at the ripe old age of 18. My parents never read my papers. They have no idea how much talent I had. My teachers did. But then people are jealous. I do not want to write about a fantasy world. I wanted to live one. Until AFTRA the conservative SOAP stars of Hollywood took over Television I was on sets working and loving my life.

This is called “Deep magic” my story about the Red Dwarf Gruffle. Enjoy. I may never ever be an actor. But my brain had a great deal to offer the world. But I was not making anything that was worth selling and I was not worth anything to the Producers of Hollywood but to be a JOKE.