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Either You're In Or You're In the Way: Two Brothers, Twelve Months, and One Filmmaking Hell-Ride to a First Feature Excerpt from Either You're In Or You're In the Way: Two Brothers, Twelve Months, and One Filmmaking Hell-Ride to a First Feature

by Logan Miller and Noah Miller



Two Guys Who Love Each Other


It's been said we have an unusual relationship.

Bro is me and I am Bro. We're identical twins. We share everything; it's been like that since the womb. Before that it was an egg, and before that it's hard to say. We have one cell phone, one computer, and one car between us. Not saying that it would be a bad thing to have two of each, but right now money is tight. So for now, we share. And are blessed to have someone to share with.

We've always been best friends and have always helped each other, except when we tried to resolve our conflicts by punching one another. We stopped doing that once we started breaking noses and knocking out permanent teeth. It got expensive. So now our arguments never escalate beyond "intellectual frustration," if we may boldly say so.

Each of us would rather the other guy succeed. If there's only one trophy, we want the other to have it. If there's only one princess, then Bro can have her.  We cook for each other and serve more food to the other guy.

Thought experiment: Let's just say that we -- the Bros -- only had 51 percent of a brain apiece. Unfortunate, yes, but paralyzing, no, because if we work together we have 102 percent, which is 2 percent more than any human on the planet, beat Einstein if he were still around.  

People often ask us, do you really share everything? Yeah, just about. Then they'll usually say something stupid like, "Even underwear?" Chuckle, chuckle. Yes, even underwear, smart-ass. But it's not like one of us wears a pair Monday and then flips it to the other guy on Tuesday. We wash them first. Then we flip them.

Then the most common question: "So what's it like being twins?" And we usually reply with, "What's it like being you?" It's our reality. It's what we know. What do you know? Tough question, isn't it, it's rather broad. And the only answer we've ever come up with that makes sense to us is: Bro is me and I am Bro. 


The above is an excerpt from the book Either You're in or You're in the Way: Two Brothers, Twelve Months, and One Filmmaking Hell-Ride to Keep a Promise to Their Father by Logan and Noah Miller. The above excerpt is a digitally scanned reproduction of text from print. Although this excerpt has been proofread, occasional errors may appear due to the scanning process. Please refer to the finished book for accuracy.

Copyright ©2009 Logan and Noah Miller, author of Either You're in or You're in the Way: Two Brothers, Twelve Months, and One Filmmaking Hell-Ride to Keep a Promise to Their Father