I had an unexpected happy moment this week when I decided to ride my bike down to Avondale Park after work on Monday. I wasn’t biking for the exercise, just for the enjoyment of being outside. Once I arrived at the park, I took a seat in one of my favorite places in Birmingham – the Avondale amphitheater. I got out my blue notebook that’s reserved for ideas only and started to scribble. I had Arcade Fire Pandora playing beside me, and also a little line of marching ants nearby. I sat there for a while and thought about what I wanted, then wrote it down. I watched people walk back and forth by the pond, and the ducks swim peacefully. It was a great moment. Quiet time is good.
Monday I met with my dear friends Charles and Carrie Beth, who had just finished up reading my feature script. They both marked up their own copies and returned them to me full of ideas and notes. Today I am going to take a stab at going through them and organizing my game plan. Charles is a magazine editor by day, and also wrote a book last year called Fading Ads of Birmingham. Carrie Beth is an English teacher and avid reader. They were perfect for the job, and I can’t thank them enough for the time they put into helping me out. My goal is to have a revised draft by early next week, then it’s off to a few more select proof readers.
Since the last time I wrote, Bubble’s been accepted into two more film festivals – the Orlando Film Festival and Cincinnati Film Festival! The truly remarkable thing is that these have been based on rough cuts so far. Bubble will be completely finished early next week, just in time for Sidewalk. This Sunday we are having a private cast & crew screening to thank them for all of their hard work. I am so proud of how it’s turned out, and I can’t wait for people to start seeing it. And today we’ve officially launched the website for Bubble, which was created by James Martin and Dan Gavin. It is absolutely fantastic. There you can see our festival acceptances as they happen, and also our IMDb page.
This past weekend I had the privilege of watching St. Paul and the Broken Bones again, this time in Atlanta. It’s inspiring to see any artist succeed in their own medium, which they are definitely doing. Pretty soon they will be a household name, and we’ve been lucky enough to see them front row & center two times now. I screamed so much that I thought I was going to be hoarse the next day. Their music is full of passion and feeling….which is always the best kind of art to make.