Sometimes I wonder if anyone will ever read these thoughts... as far apart as they are spaced.
Renewal after my hospital stay and plenty of fluids.... and antibiotics.... Having never stayed there, I figured I would rest, as I was, in fact, paying to do so.
Grant Monohon left today, back to New York, but we had a productive week.
I finished the screenplay.
And this time, I mean it.
It's been a journey. After the first read through, prayers and gratitude generated from myself and all present, I took Saturday afternoon to dig through my "Flick box" as it's been dubbed. I found scratches of notebook paper from 2002. I laughed heartily at how young I was when I first was sketching photos of Ukweli, taking notes about the lighter, and trying to figure out what color the fucking thing was, and what the characters names were.
My, has the story evolved... just as I have.
I have to mention that I couldn't have done it without the random strangers, close friends, and late night coffee or booze talks with folks, forming, shaping and characterizing the stories.
Now, just mixed up in emotions and paperwork, I await tomorrow, beginning my LLC and asking myself if I'm willing to sign over my car for a credit line loan from the bank.
the answer is "yes." I would do anything to protect this project.
I don't know if any of us real know the impact this will have.... even if it takes twenty years.
I just know, I'm imagining myself toasting with champagne in December, holding that ideal picture in my head of the end of the project, and the strength and courage it will take to get through the next two months.
I've been preparing myself for this for six years.
Stay tuned... it's going to be an amazing adventure.
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