The Writer's Block by Joe McClain Jr

Author:Joe McClain, Jr. [Joe McClain, Jr.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780692268605
Google: jBfOoQEACAAJ
Amazon: 069226860X
Publisher: Uprock Publications
Published: 2014-08-03T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 11

I went to bed that night, but ironically, I didn't feel like a winner. I ran down the list of things that I had accomplished. Survived East Chicago, check. Survived Southern California, check. Established myself as an author, check. Won a poetry competition, which I really didn't give a damn about cause I personally think its full of 98% frauds for the most part, check.

I did all that, yet I felt something was missing. This did not have anything at all to do with my two favorite girls dying. This ran a lot deeper than what most people thought. I laid in the bed and thought about all the decisions I made in life. Even though a lot of good had come out of those situations, I felt like I settled for a lot. I felt like I just accepted some things to accept them and hoped for the best to come out of the situation. Contrary to what most believe, my life revolved around more than just writing books. There were the nights on the road where I just felt lonely in a hotel room, even though I had someone to come home too. Karey never gave me reason to doubt her in anyway, but my perfect person may never repeat themselves. She kissed me how I liked. She sexed me how I liked. She wasn't a timid girl. We loved the same things. We shared the same expressions. The word no didn’t exist with us. However, I was scared that the ones I would meet from here on out would have scars and the word no etched so deep into their mind that I would take the fall for any and everything.

I didn’t want to pay for another mans mistakes, nor did I just want to settle for any ol girl. Contrary to what people believe, it takes more than love to make a relationship last. These were the 2000’s, and I didn't want to meet the next woman who was stuck in the 1950’s. I also thought about how even though I have the big house, the money and friends, I missed my mom dearly. We talked everyday, but it still wasn't the same. She had it hard after my pops died. Even though he was a business owner, she was so nervous about messing up everything he left for us, that she moved from the Illinois suburbs to East Chicago.

She didn’t want to lose the big house, the cars, none of that. She traded the luxurious life for the simple life. Yea, my hood had its share of problems, but it wasn't the worst place to grow up in. I needed to see her more than anything. I gave Mark a call and told him that I would be gone for a few days. I was heading back to East Chicago for a much needed vacation. I needed to get back to my roots to remind myself of who I truly was.

As soon as the plane touched down, my mom was there to greet me at baggage claim.

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