The Place I Call Home




Wright City.

McCurtain County.


Smalltown, America.

This is where I’m from- my hometown . And in all honesty I love this place. My grandpa rooted himself deep in the veins of the town and I’m happy he led me there.

The friends, the experience, and the setting.

All of these aspects¬†(and many more)¬†were amazing to me. And will continue to be. I will always love returning to this place where it all started. I will always love the people there. I will always love the city park, the gym, and the baseball field. I will always love the local cafe cookin’.

This will always remain my hometown.

But its the culture of success, expectations, and goals that push me away.

It’s the realist attitude of “Johnny, you’ll never change the world. You’re just Johnny.” It’s the expectation of average. It’s the goal of the sky and not the stars.

Now “Johnny’s” are not bad people/kids/boys/girls/what-have-ya’s, don’t get me wrong. But what about us that aren’t your typical Johnny. What about the ones who want to change the world, who want to aim for the stars, and who want to be different?

I’m not saying that there are not these creative minds that live in this place, because I know plenty of them. Many were my best friends.

Many “Johnny’s” are also my best friends. I’m not taking anything away from these people. In fact, I live with a johnny. And he’s my best friend. And he will do just fine in everything, maybe better.

My point in this is the depressing of the creative minds. Why tell us to be average? Why not aim for the stars and settle for the moon? Why cultivate the culture of average?

From personal experience, when I pursued Stanford I was looked at like I was a rebel. Branded different. And honestly, that was fine with me. That’s what I wanted. However, when I was told maybe I should aim a little lower or “be a little more realistic”, I wasn’t fond of this advice.

My only thing I wish people would take from this is- if you’re a non-Johnny, then pursue, persist, and persevere to be who you want to be. Don’t fall to the trap of “it’s ok”. Because, honestly, if you try as hard as possible and happen to fail at being a world-changer, what is going to happen? You’re going to be a happy person that fits in fine with everybody who knows that at least he/she tried for everything. And for the other side of the coin- if you hold authority and you depress this high goal setting, shame on you. Change that. Be a person who pushes.

Be the art in Earth, because without you Earth is just “eh”.

I know plenty of people that would love to strive for something spectacular. But they are raised to be so conservative and held-backish. They are fine with doing just what is expected.

One of my favorite Steve Jobs quotes of all time reads-

“Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.”

So if you’re a crazy, then be a crazy. No matter what you’re crazy about. If you aren’t then that is just fine too.


On a different note, this talk of home has got me craving it more. I can’t wait to come home for Turkey Day. See my family, see old teachers, see friends, and many more great things. And give thanks for it all.

That’s such a great thought. And pie. Pie sounds good too (hint, hint Grammy!).




That moment when an idea that you think could be the beginning of a bestselling novel surfaces in your head. That moment when you drop everything you are doing just to jot down some notes to help you remember that grand idea.

Those are the moments that make the creative process fun to me. At that moment you are so excited that you just came up with something that you don’t see anything wrong with it. It’s just perfect.

Now I know that most ideas do not pan out. Most grow into something you dislike or that just do not have enough substance to become anything.

But, when an idea filters through to something worth writing, you get a real eureka. The moment you see the look on a peer’s face when you bounce the idea off of their mind. The look of intrigue that they get when you can tell they like the thought. And then when they immediately start spitting out ideas that split off of your base. That construction of your ideas that just spiderwebs like a broken window pane is, hands down, my favorite part of the story construction process.

I just recently had a “eureka moment”. It was (and is) a great idea. I am constantly adding and changing different pieces to the total ideas. Every time I seem to need a small connection or kickstart when i hit the ol’ writer’s block, I bounce an idea off a friend or two, lead them into the dead end I’ve reached, and I let their imagination spark mine. Because of this help and my excitement on the concept, this idea has really taken off. Every night I sit down and write a little more on it. That is something I have never been able to do. Normally, I write a few chapters over a few months and then it fades to nothing. With this idea I have already finished up a few chapters and still building strong. I sure hope this excitement lasts.

I cannot wait for this idea to flourish and writing group to manifest.

So cheers to the future! And cheers to Eureka Moments!