Broken Sticks
Today took a strange toll on me. It was a “cursed” scene that we’ve tried to film 3 or 4 times already. I was nervous that someone would miss the shoot. It had been a while since we’ve shot and I was nervous about that. The growing number of eyes watching us, well maybe that’s made me a little nervous.
Some other things make me nervous.
It’s actually a little tough organizing 50+ people on a weekly basis. Granted I never deal with them all at the same time, but I do deal with all their schedules. It’s even harder when you’re not paying them and they’re doing it for the love of the project, or for whatever reason they may have. It’s tough because I owe all of them. I owe them a project they can be proud to be in, and sometimes I don’t feel that I’m the guy that can deliver that. I want to be, I try to be, and in the end I may be, but I won’t deny that sometimes I doubt myself.
That makes me nervous.
We started this project over a year ago, and we’re about to hit a year since we’ve started filming. Out of all the drunken ideas I’ve had this is the one that’s had the most life. Today I looked at the script and saw what we’ve done, and what’s left. It’s a lot on both ends, but getting this far fuels a belief that we can get further.
If you’re in the movie, thanks. If you’re behind the scenes, thanks. If you’ve donated money, thanks. If you’ve donated a space, or vehicle, or anything, thanks. I’ll do my best to not let you down. Just bare with me if I freak out sometimes.
