Festival of fear.

There's a certain type of fear that only goes along with doing things for the first time. Think back. The first time you called a girl, the first kiss, the first MORE than kiss, your first day of a new job, so on. I got to experience - am still experiencing - a whole new first at the moment.

I have finally entered my first ever film festival.

I mailed off the entry for the Trasharama film festival yesterday. I really don't like to think about it too much, cause it messes with my head. Could I have done more with the film? Should I have changed any of it? Was the music right? All these stupid, second guessing questions going through my head any time I put thought into it. But it's too late. The film now is what it is, and now I just have to wait. I've earned a free ticket to the event just by entering, so fingers crossed I'll be seeing my film up on the screen with all the others.

On the flip side, we're filming again this weekend. Tony and I have decided to take another crack at HorrorFlix. We did some filming last week, which all was four naught, because Tony cut his hair during the week without thinking about the ramifications. Dickhead.