Have you ever spent months, literally, on a project only for it to come to an end and find yourself feeling a little... well, is that it? Yeah? Well, that's what I'm currently experiencing right now. The Follow the Crows DVDs have officially been finished and completed, now all that's left to do is to send them off for duplication and printing.
It's funny, because I should be chuffed. I should be super excited to send these bad boys out because the next step here is that the film goes online and then is out for audiences around the world. And, I am. I'm very excited, and I'm very eager to get it out there and seen. What's more, i'm glad the task of authoring this damn DVD is over and done with because, wow, I hate DVD authoring. It's horrible.
And yet, I just feel a little bit... disappointed? Like, not disappointed with the product or the end result or the people that helped me make it or anything like that, just... I wish there was more. I wish I had something to fall back on. I wish I had something to go off and spend the next however many years working on. Because as it stands, this is it for Follow the Crows, we're fast approaching the finish line now folks, and it's been a huge part of my life.
Look, I'm not complaining. I feel very honours and humbled to have been able to make it in the first place. The people that helped me do that, from the cast and crew, to Marc, the producer, to Dani, my beautiful partner, all know how incredibly grateful I am to them all for it, and if they don't then they bloody well should be, but... is this is? Are we really here?
Who knows, maybe an exciting new venture lurks just round the corner, and next week I'll be writing about something super cool and exciting that I'll be working on instead, but for now, there's nothing. ONUS is there, and that is a thing, and soon we'll be reviewing my first edit and seeing what we think, but Follow the Crows was the first, and it's always been there. Or, at least, it feels like it's always been there. And now it's not.
What a weird feeling. I suppose this is why people find they can't do anything else. It's what they mean when they say "bitten by the bug" in theatre. It's like a drug. I need to desperately find something else to take my time up, because even now, some four hours after finishing, my schedule suddenly feels weirdly empty.