Into Stone - Draft 2 is officially complete.
My head hurts, my eyes hurt, my heart hurts, my fingers hurt, my stomach hurts, my knees hurt... I'm exhausted.
I am so glad this play is over.
One year, I've bashed away and I feel like I've run a marathon and then walked up a mountain, and then down the other side, and then swum across a bay, and passed out on the beach... (pics later)
That's it - I quit.
From now on it's only sex comedies.
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Er... on second thought - scratch that last whimper/whine.
Well, to be honest the journey is not over yet. I think the text needs to be put aside for a while. Thanks so much to everyone who kept me going. :-)
In other news I've found an interim project that is worth pursuing, B-grade horror. I am going to make a sick and gory short film. Bring on the blood and low key lighting!
Hahahahaha!
