An interesting beginning
Walking off the set that night was the last thing I wanted to do. It was cold and damp, the dark clouds above loomed ominously, holding back the light of moon and stars. Above my head, the saber rattles of blowing branches were occasionally accompanied by the tink, tink of ice dislodged from their bare limbs. I ducked as I heard them falling, but could not see enough to know if they were going to bounce off my head or just fall to the side. All in all, it was an unpleasant walk, with an even more unpleasant homecoming.
The power was out, which meant I had no light, no water and no heat. I hated it. Somehow I couldn't do more than grab a blanket, and sit on the cold couch, in a cold room, with nothing to eat but a cold meat sandwich. I hate remote locations.
The power was out, which meant I had no light, no water and no heat. I hated it. Somehow I couldn't do more than grab a blanket, and sit on the cold couch, in a cold room, with nothing to eat but a cold meat sandwich. I hate remote locations.