Wishing There Were More of Me
No, I’m not some arrogant prick and I’m not looking into cloning (yet) but I either need about five more of me or a hell of a lot more time. I feel incredibly fortunate being able to travel the country and interview fighters, but I’m very limited in what I can do as an individual.
If there were more of me, the real me would be back at home being a stay-at-home-dad, the absolute best job I’ve ever had. Being able to spend so much time with my daughter is something I would never trade. For the first four years of her life, I was with her nearly every day, watching her grow into this incredible little person. I know it’s not possible for many men to be able to do this, but I do encourage everyone to make sure they are a huge part of their children’s lives.
And it’s not just my daughter I miss. My being on the road is difficult for me and my wife and I hate dumping everything on her. She’s such an amazing woman and so supportive of everything I’m doing. One more week apart and we’ll back together, spending a week at the Lake of the Ozarks.
The second me would be the hermit I used to be. He’d be locked in a room with nothing but a notepad, computer, and some really strong tea. That guy would be putting the polish on 25 Perfect Days. Then he’d tackle the 400 page stack of notes on Ain’t No Messiah. After that he’d finish up the other four novels in the series and possibly write a short story or two. Maybe then he wouldn’t be so grumpy.
The third me would be in charge of marketing and social media, planning my trips months in advance (instead of days.) So this guy wouldn’t go off and kill himself, I’d let him have some fun and be in charge of doing Brightside readings. I never thought I’d enjoy getting in front of people and reading my work, but now I jump at the opportunity and have fun with it.
The other me’s would head to different parts of the country and do what I’m doing now, but spend a hell of a lot more time. These guys would spend at least a week at each gym, training with the team, taking plenty of time with each interview, really getting to know these fighters. They’d be taking care of their bodies through training, yoga, chiropractic, and healthy food. They’d be going to every fight they could, especially the Cage Titans and Rumble Time fights I have to miss. They’d go out and volunteer with organizations like Tom Murphy’s Sweethearts and Heroes, which works hard at ending bullying. They’d have some one-on-ones with guys who’ve been through some rough shit in their life and could use another friend.
These other me’s would also have a fat bank account and fly to each destination, unlike me who’s about to get my ass in my Yaris and drive six hours so I can cover a fight in Nashville. But I’m not complaining. I’m one lucky individual and I’m grateful for every person that’s taking the time to talk with me. You guys have been great and have made me feel welcome. I’m wishing you all the best.
