Film Independent
Have you ever had to, y’know,
write something? Ugh—it’s the worst! Just sitting there, your eyes slowly being irradiated by the punishing white abyss of the blank page; the metronome of the steadily blinking cursor quietly mocking your own imperfect human heartbeat, rushing ahead now into frenzied palpitations as you struggle for Word One; cursing over and over again the pathetic machinery of the human body—these weak arms, these reedy fingers—and its utter unsuitability as a tool for transmitting thought into anything approaching a lucid pattern of letters and punctuation? Point is: writing is, like… really, really hard.