A nightmare woke me up, and I couldn’t get back to…
A nightmare woke me up, and I couldn’t get back to sleep, so I went out on my one-man balcony and watched the sunrise. My room faces East, so the sun shines right in my windows in the morning. It’s nice to wake up to if you didn’t only just go to bed. In any case, it’s nice and clear out, going to be a nice, hot, cicada-filled day.
I was thinking, for my next film project, that the near-future theme I am thinking of is going to be hard to do, as I don’t have the means for a big production, which means I won’t have control over large areas and only a few extras at my disposal. I don’t want to end up with something like Gattaca, which I hated (there’s a handle on the inside of the incinerator door?) Editing it to look like I want it to will be a challenge, especially as I am used to editing on a Steinbeck table rather than on my computer. Still, I am looking forward to going out and making something else, for the first time in a while. This time I also plan to compose and perform the music on my friend Boogie’s equipment, since I would rather not have to deal with the music rights, and anyway I enjoy composing music to go with visual images.
I’ve been reading In Passing, a website that consists of interesting things this one girl in California overhears. She overhears a lot, and I wish I could write stuff as interesting as the stuff she overhears.
