The rumors of my death, and the ensuing riot by hundreds of mournful women, have not been exaggerated, just premature. I still breath. I still eat. I still force multisyllabic words into awkward yet somehow meaningful sentences.
After three drafts, I finished the rewrite of a script I originally wrote two and a half years ago. I’ve also put that film on hold to produce a followup to my favorite film that my compatriots and I have ever produced. That film, Best Laid Plans, which still makes me laugh (probably because I didn’t write it), can be seen on Google Video. As the three lead actors from that film may no longer be living in this state come next fall, I decided now was the time to put my plans for a sequel into effect. With any luck, shooting will kick off in December and be wrapped up by the end of January with a completed film out in the wild come February.
I’ve also spent a good deal of time avoiding political news as best I could. After the massive binge I went on during the primaries, I needed a purging period. I feel clean now so it may well be time to dirty myself again. In particular, I feel a another post working it’s way up about rights and freedoms. That will not be coming today though.