Things are really making strides, now.  I feel like I should have been at this point months ago, but the results are looking good, so I can’t argue.  I hope to screen the movie by the end of February.  The delays have only improved the project so I’m not complaining.

I’m only anxious because I’m dying to do it all again on another idea!  Why is filmmaking so frustrating and satisfying all at once?  And why do I like it so much for that reason?

They call it “the sickness.”  And I have it.