Pressure

I haven't posted in a while for a couple of reasons. First, the usual excuse of having way too many plates spinning at the same time, trying to keep them all going. Second, a hesitancy to share thoughts that accompany emotions. I'll never be able to NOT edit myself. I learned how to do it early, about 8th grade, when I began writing. Learning how to edit video gave me more skill in that department.

I feel like the documentary shoots have generally been going well. The YCC concert September 28th was complex, but I did more difficult things in news. When everyone involved is cooperative and happy to be there it makes complex work much easier. The shoot with Mayor Dyer this morning also went well. His "folks" were nice and he seems like a genuinely compassionate human being, though I could tell he's been snake-bitten by the media and as a result, his interaction with me was guarded.

Dear Mr. Gore is 90% finished so we sent it off to Sundance, what the heck. Sam Rivers just needs a few finishing touches and we'll be submitting that to the Florida Film Fesival. Rockwell draft one is going to be viewed by Stella and Chris tomorrow. We intend to submit to the first International Mobile Film Festival in Barcelona. I just really hope that SOME of my work gets into these festivals or I'm going to be out of a job in 3 years. The pressure is incredible. Sometimes I feel like I can barely hold it together.

I have to say I just adore my students. They truly inspire me. I got great projects from doc workshop, good treatments from capstone and the story class seems very engaged. I'm so lucky. What a great job. Loving it so much is what makes this "festival pressure" so damn unbearable. I think I'd better stop here.