Ugh.

So, so much has gone on, been updated and worked, changed, moved on, progress, step forward, step backward, side-step, tango, salsa, chupacabra, since I last wrote.

Too tired to get into a full update right now, but we've shot the first scene and it turned out pretty good, a lot of people like the lines, the dialogue, etc. and I wrote that from scratch, that's not Hemingway's stuff. It took us twice as many attempts as I had thought it would be, but it's done. Sort of. I might want to reshoot a single inside shot or two, but that's simplicity.

Then I spent a marathon sound editing session last week with Rich Cox, in hopes of getting it ready for submission to the Ann Arbor Film Festival, which had a deadline of Saturday to be submitted. I got it in on time, although with temporary music, because none of the composers had their score finished.

Which has been a whole different headache. Part of the problem is me, I keep changing my mind about what kind of music I want. When I started, I heard something very Tom Waits-y and as poppy as Wilco, but not further. Since then it has morphed and developed into something very strange and I don't know what I'll get. But I met with Danny Zott tonight and I think he's got a pretty good handle on it. What I heard thus far gave me a good impression, although there's one song that I'm going to have to really give a second listen too, because its such a departure from everything I've tried in the scene (the walking scene) before.

Lots of personal changes and going through various stages of becoming a reclusive werewolf in an attempt to get the film done and trying to maintain some sort of humanity that I've managed to hold on to thus far. Oh and we've got a black president. Yeah. That'll be pretty awesome. I think. We'll see. Here's hoping.