|At college - a rare break from the editing dungeon.|
I wanted to grow up to do two things - one of them was make films.
Well, I didn't get very far with that dream.
I write. And I write thinking as if I was making a film.
Sometimes I have a soundtrack running through my head while I write (often I dance while I write, but that's a different post). Visuals pop up ready-made to the unfolding story with some regularity; some even prompt a story.
And because the filmmaker instinct is only suppressed by circumstance, not temperament, every so often I'm tempted to put all of it together.
No, I'm not making a film. (Too many writing projects already in the works and needing attention.) But I've given myself a low-impact, virtual sop - if you click on the new tab at the top of the page titled "Meta Hyper Prompt" you will see some visuals and a couple of songs paired with short stories of mine. They belong to the process of writing rather than to the story itself, but they satisfy that pesky itch to work with more than one type of "text."
I always was all about monkeying with the form of things ... and making do with the materials at hand.
Hmmm, about the photo .... I was probably in middle of a conversation about film. You can tell by my expression. I was so earnest and serious in those days - particularly about splicing little pieces of acetate together. But, good God, couldn't I have done something with that hair?!?!?