Now, this is big god damn news. Like whoa.
We have received our first donation. I am so unbelievably eternally grateful that it’s like my head is totally exploding all over my body and stuff. It’s actually kind of gross if you think about it too hard, so don’t.
Stephanie Jones, come on down! You’re the first contestant in what is sure to be a spectacular failure!
Now I kind of hope that this gets the ball rolling. I need to find time to submit the paperwork to make Full Contact Origami an actual company, but at least I know what to do.
People! Give me money!
I sent the scripts for Hopeless Romanticism and Stardust Memories to an acquaintance with some connections at New Line Cinema. I don’t expect much, but a little can sometimes be everything.
Additionally, I’m trying to screw up the courage to ask a friend of my boss’s for help. Said friend is the father of Richard N. Gladstein, who has more than a few credits to his name and would be stunningly invaluable as a contact. However, I don’t want to cause any strain. We’ll see.
I’ve personally saved just under $2,000.00 which could theoretically be put toward the camera I need. Any help would, of course, be appreciated.
I also asked — nay, begged — Ultragrrrl to mention me on her blog. She hasn’t yet, but if she does, then this will be like some sort of meta-blogging with an infinite loop of links back and forth.
Please disregard the previous sentence. I’m drunk.
Unfortunately, I have yet to receive a single donation. On top of that, they improved the camera that I so heartily desire. Along with that, they raised the price by $2,000.00. So, there’s that.
Nevertheless, I’ve half-started preproduction for Transatlanticism. What I haven’t done is worked out just how I’m going to make that movie without getting sued. My hope is that, since Death Cab for Cutie made Directions, they have a soft spot for filmmakers and will give me a break once I make the movie.
So, yeah, I’m on tenuous ground here, eh?