Katz & I have spent the last 103 hours together, save for bathroom breaks and bedtime.
I cannot bless Shane's & Katz's souls enough. I don't even bless things. But still, I bless them. With them and some amazing, amazing actors who agreed to perform a day before we needed them and rearranged their schedules for us, we have (almost) finished a pretty fantastic little short-film-tv-show-pitch-thing. So many things came together perfect, and I cannot possibly describe them all right now. Thus, stream-of-consciousness rambling:
Tatum. My mom. My stunt-skateboarding cousin. My father's amazing patience and understanding. My cousin's funeral home. Cassi's wonderful single-line performance. Everything about Jerry Frye. Jenna Frye and her three terrific voices. Jordan Kling's sadly cut performance. East meets Chilli Dog. Oatmeal bars. Handheld camera work. Villa Grove and its brilliantly offensive anti-abortion billboard.
I haven't really slept much, and I've been absent to all of my friends, but the fruits of our labors are worth it all. I'll be back to life soon. But these last five days have contained more pain, joy, excitment, dissapointment, and accomplishment than any other time in my life. I cannot thank everybody enough. Especially Shane & Katz.
Tatum. My mom. My stunt-skateboarding cousin. My father's amazing patience and understanding. My cousin's funeral home. Cassi's wonderful single-line performance. Everything about Jerry Frye. Jenna Frye and her three terrific voices. Jordan Kling's sadly cut performance. East meets Chilli Dog. Oatmeal bars. Handheld camera work. Villa Grove and its brilliantly offensive anti-abortion billboard.
I haven't really slept much, and I've been absent to all of my friends, but the fruits of our labors are worth it all. I'll be back to life soon. But these last five days have contained more pain, joy, excitment, dissapointment, and accomplishment than any other time in my life. I cannot thank everybody enough. Especially Shane & Katz.