it's august?
school starts tomorrow, the summer has gone.
My to do list keeps growing. It's good news, it's just new things to add to a growing list.
If I could just get one day where there weren't things that had to be done, I would feel better about all of it...I'm not at the day dreamy place, yet. I'm kind of drained of energy and stressed and mopey. I don't really know who I am anymore either.
We wrapped production, which is great.
We had our wrap party, also great.
Now the next stage begins, post production, usually a fun time. It's stressful, if you look at my little picture to the right, and add some grey hairs, a troubled expression and maybe a bald spot, or two, you'll get a more accurate image of me.
I'm dumping DAT tapes, I'm filling out expenses and budgets. I'm talking to people about bills. We have to have a rough cut by 8/31, so Nevie, Kat and I are working double duty. It would be fine, if there had been just one day of a break in there...
I also need to run Rescue Me one more time before I show it to the subjects on Sat. It's got a showing in Houston next weekend and then there's the homeless project. I need to write...f**K I need to just sit and stare into the distance and work on a Stacy project. (Not that JOB isn't a Stacy project, in case KAT is reading this.)
What I need is a producer...a clone of myself. I can get the clone to do all this paperwork and dump all the DAT tapes (that Sound couldn't get to..ya know) and I can hang with my daughter, work on my scripts, write a book or two and shoot video of the homeless.
I'm in serious need of fun.
My to do list keeps growing. It's good news, it's just new things to add to a growing list.
If I could just get one day where there weren't things that had to be done, I would feel better about all of it...I'm not at the day dreamy place, yet. I'm kind of drained of energy and stressed and mopey. I don't really know who I am anymore either.
We wrapped production, which is great.
We had our wrap party, also great.
Now the next stage begins, post production, usually a fun time. It's stressful, if you look at my little picture to the right, and add some grey hairs, a troubled expression and maybe a bald spot, or two, you'll get a more accurate image of me.
I'm dumping DAT tapes, I'm filling out expenses and budgets. I'm talking to people about bills. We have to have a rough cut by 8/31, so Nevie, Kat and I are working double duty. It would be fine, if there had been just one day of a break in there...
I also need to run Rescue Me one more time before I show it to the subjects on Sat. It's got a showing in Houston next weekend and then there's the homeless project. I need to write...f**K I need to just sit and stare into the distance and work on a Stacy project. (Not that JOB isn't a Stacy project, in case KAT is reading this.)
What I need is a producer...a clone of myself. I can get the clone to do all this paperwork and dump all the DAT tapes (that Sound couldn't get to..ya know) and I can hang with my daughter, work on my scripts, write a book or two and shoot video of the homeless.
I'm in serious need of fun.
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