The Shades of JP Weidemoyer

A Dark Portrait of Life Painted in Color

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Crossroads

We were somewhere around Barstow…what a great opening line, for any story. I’m re-watching the film Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas featuring Johnny Depp and Benicio del Torro, and the film starts off just the same as the great American novel of the same name. Gonzo novel to be exact. My recent attempt at such a novel has the subject of Crossroads of The American Dream. And while I’ve answered The American Dream question, I still seem to find myself at a bit of a crossroads. Thankfully I’ve secured a few months’ worths of finances to continue this wave, but I need to make an important life-altering decision and make it quick. I’m presently telling potential networking suitors that I’m unemployed.

Here’s where things get interesting. See, that is technically, however, I might be looking to view this as an opportunity instead. What about self-employed? Yes. That’s it. It has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it? I’ve never really been a glass-half-full or half-empty kinda guy. Just pour what’s yours and give me the bottle, I always so. No chaser’s needed for this guy. Straight and easy, just like my women. Although, I’m not going to bicker if she wants to bring a few of her cute friends along to share the rest of this bottle of freedom with me. And isn’t that what this whole life is about? Freedom. Regardless of which brand we attach as the prefix, it always comes back to freedom. Actually, in many cases, towards freedom. Because really at the end of the day, how many of us are free? I mean truly free from “The Man” holding us down. There’s one way I see to achieving a victory over this criminal bastard – self-employment. I’ve always worked well with others. Hell, since being on the playground I’ve always played with others too. However, I’ve never really worked well underneath others. I’ve always been quite opinionated and I always question any authoritative figure over top of me. Particularly with women. I suppose this harks back to the days of my youth with female babysitters.

So, self-employment. This is the crossroads of which I currently find myself in. I’ve just released The Shades Of: The Mother Road, and I’ve been self-marketing everything thus far, with some early positive response from friends anyway. But like most original content of mine, I’m often told it’s hard to place. I always strive for creating truly original content, but with such, I often find it difficult to describe, let alone market to others. That said – I’m often viewed as a pretty personable guy, so I’m hopeful that the same will ring true with my recent book. I’ve truly put my heart and soul into this book, and I’m extremely proud of what I’ve accomplished here. And with that – I’m going to give everything I’ve got to capitalize on this self-employment opportunity. I intend to further market the book, my photography, music, and other creative endeavors. Oh, and perhaps most importantly in all of this is that during my last year I’ve learned one very important life lesson. And that is I no longer give a fuck. Being my first full year of zero fucks given, this should be the start to quite a run. Wish me luck. -IX

jpweidemoyer

I’m a father, musician, artist, writer, photographer, designer, and storyteller – among other things. I graduated from Central Columbia High School in 2006, and from Pennsylvania College of Technology in 2008. I’ve worked primarily as a CAD Design Technician since graduating, holding a couple of odd jobs in-between employment in my field of study. I’ve lived in just about every region of Pennsylvania, having grown up in Berwick, my secondary education held in Williamsport, and then moving for work back to Williamsport, then to Jersey Shore, to Lebanon, and finally to Cornwall, where I live in my home with my son, part-time. Feel free to reach me at jp (at) jpweidemoyer.com. Thanks, and be well.