Getting back to work, making things, feels better. I haven’t been in a state of creation like this in a long time. I think this is what I was put on this Earth to do. The past is prologue, the future ahead. Aside from some blood leaking out of my arm and some stomach pains, I feel absolutely freakin’ fantastic. With 2014 right on the horizon, plotting what my projects will be and when dominates my mind. Looks like the documentary I’ve been obsessing over has a good possibility of getting on the books. I’ve been massaging a business plan for months. Time to present it to the interested parties.
The approach to the documentary itself also has occupied my thoughts. A feature length documentary takes a lot of time. It’s more like sculpting than any other film type. You’re dealing with exponentially more footage, more options, and the story is told in the edit, decided as you go along, transforming more and more.
Finalizing an entire episode of FRAMELINES this coming week remains my goal. I can do it. Just need to put the blinders on and get ‘er done. Now that some recent cuts are done, that will be easier to accomplish.
Took the Sonnyboo Interns out for some free wings last night. Got a lot of those 50 free wings coupons to burn up before the end of the year, much to my digestive track’s misery.
I’m getting used to my new station in life. Acceptance of my plus and minus equals contentment. Math can always assuage the distillation of complex emotions.
And now back the training of the Feline Army of New Rossdonia. Today’s lesson? How to attack strangers with love and purring!
“I find it kind of funny I find it kind of sad the dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had”
– Tears For Fears