Dazed and confused
Oct. 11th, 2009 07:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
smokingbootSo I know my direction. I know the next thing I'm meant to be writing, great concept and I honestly believe very funky indeed. It needs time, it needs energy. It's moving slowly but that's how I write.
There's this other thing, another project I cannot give up. It makes no sense and has very little practical future. Presuming I could get funds for it, I would need a director, someone who a)could evoke The Tempest and b)could create wonders for a song. And even then, what is its point? A film entry for the Festival of Strange Shorts? (this festival should exist even if it has nothing to do with movies) It's crazy, but somehow I keep going back to it and adding scenes. I haven't even formatted the damn thing in Final Draft. Why can't I leave this alone when I have a far more important, far more fun and far more marketable project to focus on?
Because I'm ill and woozy. It seems my creativity kicks in most comfortably when my temperature's no less than 102 degrees.
There's this other thing, another project I cannot give up. It makes no sense and has very little practical future. Presuming I could get funds for it, I would need a director, someone who a)could evoke The Tempest and b)could create wonders for a song. And even then, what is its point? A film entry for the Festival of Strange Shorts? (this festival should exist even if it has nothing to do with movies) It's crazy, but somehow I keep going back to it and adding scenes. I haven't even formatted the damn thing in Final Draft. Why can't I leave this alone when I have a far more important, far more fun and far more marketable project to focus on?
Because I'm ill and woozy. It seems my creativity kicks in most comfortably when my temperature's no less than 102 degrees.
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