Reap The Whirlwind

My apologies for not posting at all this past week. Things around here just got really crazy, really fast. It's looking like I might get a shot at going into production on not one but two screenplays. One of them is mine and the other is one that Charlie (my landlord/producer) has in development that needs a MAJOR re-write. It's going to take some big puzzle pieces falling into place, but several of them lready have and things look promising. How fucked up is that? I do have to thank TNI for kicking my ass into gear a little last weekend or this prolly wouldn't be happening. He convinced me to finally let Charlie read my script and whaddya know, he actually liked it. Granted, I was encouraged by the fact that I had read this other script he's working with and saw how truly, badly written it was and that at least got my hopes up a little. So here we are, a week later, and my script is in the hands of our potential starring actor and Charlie asked me to do the re-write on the other script as well in the hopes that we can maybe convince this actor to sign on for a two-picture deal. I say again, how fucked up is that? This past week feels like some sort of Twilight Zone episode. Things have started to pick up at my "real" job, I came home and wrote most every night, I'm having this disturbing, recurring nightmare practically every night, and as a result I'm just really, really tired. Still, I wouldn't change it for the world. (Well, except for the nightmare part. THAT needs to stop right fucking now.) As tired as I am, I had an amazing week. I could do this for a living. I just know I can. I just need to be given a chance. If this actor comes through and agrees to do these pictures, things could very interesting around here in the next few months. The Sundance Film Festival is next week and given the right sense of circumstances, we could potentially have both films ready for Sundance a year from now. My head spins at the thought. One of my friends said to me the other day, "You've been grinning like you got laid all afternoon," and he was pretty right about that. I am not the most confident girl in the world, especially when it comes to my writing, and to have had people telling me all week how much they like this script has been a little bit of a power trip for me. I've tried to keep a level head about it, but it's been hard. For a variety of reasons, I SO want this. It could be a huge break not just for me, but for a couple of people that are very close to me, and I want it for them as much as for myself. So everyone cross your fingers and toes and pray to the movie gods that the rest of these puzzle pieces fall into place. I promise to keep everyone posted as events progress. It promises to be one hell of a ride.

"The dreamer dies, but never dies the dream,
Though Death shall call the whirlwind to his aid,
Enlist men’s passions, trick their hearts with hate,
Still shall the Vision live! Say nevermore
That dreams are fragile things. What else endures
Of all this broken world save only dreams!"-- Dana Burnet