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Bad dreams begin
July 19, 2006
Keeping a notebook at my bedside is a must in these days running up to my directorial debut, because I startle awake in the middle of the night and am compelled to make lists of shit I need to get done, questions I need to ask, all that.
Worse than the middle of the night startles, however, are the bad dreams. The dreams that are tangibly awful and with a heady dose of bad luck, could come true. The ones where my talent flakes out. Or I didn’t rent the right equipment or buy the right tape stock. Or the power blows. Or I don’t know how to direct a movie, and my leadership skills suck ass and my director of photography makes fun of me and my not really knowing what I’m doing stops being endearing. Ugh.
Overall, I feel optimistic, but I have a goddamn lot to do in the next week and change. Its manageable, and I don’t think I’ll be pulling all nighters or anything stupid like that, but whoa. Its crazy.
And I swear, I’m going to get on this whole blogging thing I’ve been hearing about… from the little nagging voice in my head.
Posted by Dacia at July 19, 2006 01:23 AM
Comments
After HR 4472 I’ll be having nightmares every night, lol. Seriously, most people in porn don’t have a clue, so you’re already ahead by a mile. Don’t follow the rules and you’ll be just fine.
Posted by: Halfdeck at August 1, 2006 01:36 PM
Ask no questions and you will be told no lies… Jane
Posted by: Jane at November 29, 2006 06:03 AM
