Saturday, September 12, 2009

The no-name project number 1

All these months I was pushing myself to write a script. Now, out of a sudden, I've got it. I have actual words, actual images, in my head, I even know the theme, the frames, the colors. I can see it walking in front of my eyes. I know how I'm gonna start it and where I'm gonna end it.
I'm grateful of sorrow... and experience.
I am old enough now.