It seems that you found your way to the “About” page. I guess I’ve always known this was going to happen, but I just didn’t know how to prepare for it. Since you are so persistent on knowing more about the person behind the keyboard I guess I can take a little more time out of my day to tell you about who I am. My name is Ryan Arrington (obviously), and I am alive. I grew up in Lynchburg, Virginia, a small city surrounded by mountains that I have slowly grown to love. I became obsessed with stories, in all forms, at a young age. I was fascinated by the worlds of JRR Tolkien and George Lucas, educated by Ayn Rand and Charles Dickens, and psychologically damaged by Edgar Allen Poe and HP Lovecraft. I used to think that stories provided the perfect escape from the real world, but I’ve grown to understand that they have done nothing less than help me discover what the real world is. A lot of people would call me a geek, and I would say that those people are right. In other words, prepare for a lot of references that you probably won’t understand. I received a degree in Psychology with focuses in Life Coaching and Criminal Psychology from Liberty University. I’ve been asked the same question my whole life, “Ryan what do you want to do in life?” I used to give a forced answer to help the conversation move along. The truth is, I don’t have an answer. There are so many things that I want to do, people to meet, and places to see. I can’t possibly choose just one. For now I am living in sunny Los Angeles, living the best broke life that I can. Tomorrow who knows.
Everything that I do is because of the people in my life, these are those people:
My Parents- For always believing in me, even when my dreams took me across the country.
My Sister- For always being a better influence to me then I could ever be to you, and reminding me to be myself even if nobody understands.
My Best Friends (Dustin, Sunny, Josh, Bryan, Mac and Zac)- For being there when I needed you most, keeping me sane, and for not letting me lose myself.
Target 1275- For being my home away from home, for being one of the biggest support systems I could ever have, and for being the most estranged family I could ask for.
Mr. Woodford (My 12th grade English teacher)- For yelling at me the first week of school and being the reason that I am on this crazy journey.