¦ dialling in from Sky Bunker ¦
20:51 GMT, 27th June 2008. Man alive, I'm flying through this part of the book. Writing free style with just a few bullet points acting as way points. Kneeling on my ergonomic stool... a delicious greeny-grey light filtering in through the canopy above my head...it's raining. Yay! My absolute favourite, particularly with this kind of moody light. I'm about to get into another scene of violence... after having spent a couple of days writing internal thoughts and fast dialogue, I'm going to press PAUSE for now, and come to the hard action stuff with a fresh brain tomorrow morning.
"Believe It Or Not", by Nickelback is playing on random selection.
Work is utterly terrifying and exhilerating at the moment. I'm covering Stu's projects whilst he's away all week, on top of my own schedule. Currently fighting to get permission from council and private persons for some more filming in Bristol, freelance crew, director and presenter all on stand-by... client waiting with baited breath as deadlines loom close. Meanwhile, managing the translation of B@tm@an commercial stuff into 12 different languages and managing a staggered launch, following the sun as the film goes out around the world... just a selection of things keeping my adrenal glands firing all day today. All good stuff. Great people. Great company.
Last night I met up with a new player for Yellow Dawn. A guy called Dave. Now dubbed Alt.Dave by the group in response to the fact there are now two Daves' present. Looking forward to bringing him in, although with Dom currently over from Dubai for the summer, I'm suspecting there won't be "any room at the Inn" until late summer / early Autumn.
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