Film festivals, you guys. What fun. We have a big one coming up that I can announce next week, and I’m way excited. But so far we’ve had an incredible run. Premiere at Brooklyn Film Festival, which has forever set the bar for how much I can cry with joy in public, where we won the audience award, best screenplay and best original score. Then Woods Hole Fest, where I learned that an audience can be drummed up when you know no one, it just takes four hours of thrusting postcards on strangers and an enthusiastic intern rooting for you in the box office. Then Rome International, in Georgia, where Alexis made the front page of the local paper, and we won the audience award and best feature. Then Chesapeake Film Fest, this past weekend, on the same stage I acted on in high school, in the same theater that held my senior prom. I had family and friends do some real traveling to be there and I was SO NERVOUS but it was awesome. We got a great write up in the local paper there, too.
I’ve met some incredible people at these festivals. Some epically smart, driven women, especially. It’s company that makes me want to step up my game in a lot of life arenas. But watching the film and talking about the process with an almost two year remove from physical production is crazy. It feels so insane that it happened at all. The difficult stuff seems very far away. But then I read this and it gets fresh again.
I’m so proud of myself for getting through it. And here’s what I mean by that: if I could get through it, that means it’s possible, which means (should a big art project be your jam), my money is on anyone being able to do it.
Finishing something is 8% talent, 42% luck, and 50% believing that you can in fact finish something. I believe in you.