more mixed feelings. going back to Brisbane for a month, then back here after that. plans change like the wind, but that’s ok. excited to …
all I know is that i am who i am. all i know is that sometimes i feel like that’s not enough for me, not …
just thought i’d add this thought.. i’m somewhat surprised, but touched, that you’re all still reading… sigh
the embers are still smoking away.. the fire continues on a never-ending cycle of flare and quell. i’m either running hot or cold, and all …
Lately, I’m hiding inside a parcel of fish and chips, wrapped in a dark blanket, hidden inside a closet in the basement, not wanting to …
Betty gave me a four-leaf clover yesterday. If I had a digital cam here, I’d show y’all, cause it’s so pretty. Saw a tribe of …
Short morning stop at my sister’s place Saturday, then spent the rest of the weekend curled up in bed, too cold, too lazy, too busy …
news news coming later, will post tomorrow/thurs/fri sometime, not sure. stuff going on, I’m probably going away for a couple of months, decisions to be …
averagely bad but averagely good, too. nothing makes sense and anything that would make sense is not available. no known or unknown reasons, but there’s …
“Fuck sexy” – the words written on the back of the seat in front of me, and I couldn’t agree more. Somehow I keep thinking …
some sense of self-realisation is occuring… i think i’ve sorted out what was going through my head about a week and a half ago.. i …
Dream it, do it, see it. Find the action, frame it, film it, cut it, play it. It’s all a celluloid dream. Do I love what I do? Nothing lights my fire like the silver screen. It’s not just a video, it’s a world. Zoom out. Cut. That’s a wrap. Fade out. Roll credits.
Instant replay, preview and telecast. The master edit is the icon of the holy grail.
nothing decent to write, anyway. lots going on, but i lack the perspective and inspiration to write anything about it. shrug my parents have been …
feeling lost and traffic passes by and i can’t think to save myself, not really but also. i’m not so alone, but i wasn’t really …
looking back and hearing the truth, I feel both violated and validated. my ‘ego’ vs her jealousy, head to head in a match/mis-match. it doesn’t …
1 Internal, hospital room night 1
McKenzie is dressed in pyjamas, Harvey in light coloured casual pants and shirt. They both look a little rough, having been inside for a day or so. McKenzie is shot over her left shoulder, Harvey over his right shoulder, tight shot looking at the reflection of the character staring into a mirror, with no sign of anyone else in the background. Shots are edited at each line, to the corresponding character.
Rolling with the flow of the tide ’cause I have to. In these conditions, you go with the current or you get out, and I …
things heading off in different directions, all over the place. so much going on I can barely keep track of it, much less allow myself …
