A Driven Character

I am fascinated with the notion that I should comply to fit into what other people’s notion of what I am “supposed” to be… is.

To be the way they think I should be…

Think the way I should think…

Like the things they think I should like…

Express myself in the way they think I should.

Not going to happen.

I listen to the voices in my head. Not the voices in theirs.

Their voices are theirs to act on, ignore… to do with as they please. As they see fit.

I don’t deny them theirs… and would appreciate the same courtesy in return.Screen Shot 2016-07-05 at 10.10.39 AM

The characters in my head (and therefore that come out of my fingers onto this laptop and eventually in front of a camera) are real. They are as three dimensional as anyone you have ever met.

People make impressions on me. Situations. Dialogue. Sayings. Victories. Failures. Conquests and pain all stick to my soul like flies on a fly strip… rats on a sticky pad.

They are not mine… I am theirs.

As JR Collier is known to say… “I can’t not.”

So know that, if you really are a fan of mine… of me… not of some noble notion you have put up on a wall in the form of brittle parchment with my picture on it… that you must give voice to all the voices that come forth.

All the voices.

They may use harsh language and do things that are hard… biting… and, occasionally seemingly mean spirited…

But I assure you that they are all in search of a noble cause.

Freedom from tyranny and tyrannical relationships.

The right to love, worship, despise and be heard by a hundred people who care… or one.

They are real stories about real situations that have happened or been imagined and dreamed of by real people run though the paper filter that is my collective experience.

To toss any of these characters, stories, notions out the window is like throwing the baby out with the bathwater. Never a good idea unless of course the baby has been crying all night and you have an early day tomorrow (see… I heard that nearly fifty years ago at a barbershop and it just crept out of my ear!).Screen Shot 2016-07-06 at 4.48.45 PM

To know my stories is to know me. To reject any one of them is to reject me.

You, of course,  are free to do whichever you like. Listen to your voices… your histories. Demons… Savior.

I offer mine up for public exhibition… execution.

I am… like my others… a Driven Character.




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Measure Twice… Cut once. 

Seems to be a need for people to fill a void. 

Sometimes filling that void is a good thing… Helping a little old lady across the street or picking up a piece of trash that’s blowing through a beautiful flower bed…

But sometimes…

Just because there is a rope hanging from a tree over a river full of your friends doesn’t necessarily mean you have to swing from it in a vain attempt to clear the heads and shoulders of your loved ones. 

Holidays are an excuse to have fun, to bond, to make new friends and strengthen old relationships. They are not an excuse to do something stupid or dangerous that may haunt you for the rest of your life. 

Ruthie, Bob and Laura in the set of “John Schneider’s One Month Out!”

Measure twice… Cut once. 

Thanks grandpa Schneider. Still a great lesson!

Now please go to the John Schneider Studios Facebook page and pre order “Like Son” for our massive watching of our first film released through CineFlixDOD on July 14th!

Live Stream With John Schneider July 14, 2016



Car People

Did you know that every car at a car show represents hundreds of hours of family members spending time together?

Every shiny car has something wired by dad, straightened out by grandpa, polished by mom, picked up by grandma and tightened by a kiddo or three. 

Car restoration helps build cars but it also helps build memories. 

Every hop in an old vehicle and immediately find yourself back in grandpas lap? By dads side? Laughing with grandma?

Me too. 

Car people are good people!


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