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From Chris: I found him while taking out the trash. He was across the road, drunk on scents and discovery, oblivious to everything around him up to and including traffic. I r...
It's that time again where Playing Gods is out of the director's hands and back into mine. And here I stand, looking in the crowded bookshelf that is my life and trying to find a spot in which to wedge it. This is also the part where I start cursing my former self for writing something with such complicated sound design elements. "Why can't everyone just sit down, have some tea, and rationally ...
Or whispering. I'm a little too self-conscious to shout advertisements into the white noise that is the internet. As any less popular creator will tell you, it's disheartening to take your meticulously crafted art and send it into the endless ocean of media where it goes often unnoticed. I don't even want to think about what it would be like to rely on it financially. I guess I'd probably lose ...
