But this one is for a fella who makes zombies!
I'm pretty stoked to be working on such a fun project- in truth, I'm stoked to be working on anything that isn't related to weddings, as that seems to be my lot in this business. Wedding sites are nice and all, but they seldom allow you to ponder the best method of highlighting the sheen of moonlight on clotted blood. It's very rewarding.
It's also exciting to have tangible evidence that my schooling is going to pay off. As frequently as I've dreamed lately of moving towards a more art-based approach to my education, and as determined as I've become to pursue film making in the long run, it's downright exhilarating to know that there's a market for the skills I already have. As Gawd is mah witness, Ah shall nevvah wait tables again!
In less Things-I'm-Doing and more Things-I'm-Going-to-be-Doing news, I signed up for NaNoWriMo last week (www.nanowrimo.org). That's right- I'm going to write a novel. A good 'un, too. This has definitely been the year of my doing, as opposed to my previous entire lifetime's worth of saying I'm going to do, so I really expect I'll see this thing through to the end. Fear not- I won't ask any of you to read it. I have no illusions as to its publishability. Most likely, it will go in a shoe box under the bed, there to languish in literary obscurity until some time after my death, when it shall be discovered, dusted off, and used to line the cages of posterity's pet birds. I can get behind that idea.
In less Things-I'm-Doing and more Things-I'm-Going-to-be-Doing news, I signed up for NaNoWriMo last week (www.nanowrimo.org). That's right- I'm going to write a novel. A good 'un, too. This has definitely been the year of my doing, as opposed to my previous entire lifetime's worth of saying I'm going to do, so I really expect I'll see this thing through to the end. Fear not- I won't ask any of you to read it. I have no illusions as to its publishability. Most likely, it will go in a shoe box under the bed, there to languish in literary obscurity until some time after my death, when it shall be discovered, dusted off, and used to line the cages of posterity's pet birds. I can get behind that idea.
