All the fruitless pitching and tap dancing for freelance work is quiet for the moment. I’m glad to be back where I belong– working on a short in the basement at night.
These are some fragments of screen grabs that may or may not make the final cut. I’ve had to develop a completely new style for this story, and the early scenes like this one may seem heavy handed by the end of the process. So I reserve the right to redo them later. But progress is definitely being made, and the new look should support the story well.
And now, the weather report:
The low last night in Kansas City was absolute zero. All atoms in the area have ceased vibrating and all matter has disintigrated into subatomic dust. For your five day forcast, expect an endless, silent blackness for all eternity.
I do not understand why human beings settled in a place that’s completely inhospitable to life. It’s like living on the damn moon. I need to get one of those sun lamps that tricks your brain into thinking the sky hasn’t been blacked out by the wrath of god.
That is all. Get back to work!