Feeling better. Nearly mucous-free this morning.

Just beginning to get life back under control. That week of being sick (and actually, the week before, too) threw me for a loop, overwelmed.

My copy of iPhoto is fixed, after having been broken for about a month. The danged thing gets all twitchy if you do anything at all while downloading pics from the camera. Very pleased -- I did all the fix myself. :-)

Artist's Way is taking a phenomenal amount of time. About 15 hours a week by my reckoning. Eep. It's a steep ante to surmount to get to the rest of life's business. Still, I like it a lot. G's doing a kick-ass job facilitating meetings.

I have a new film project idea that I've been fooling around with. Tentative title: "Why is the sky rotting?" I'm not committed to pursuing it yet -- but I've tried a few test clips, and am excited by the results. It would be my attempt to create something that could be showed not only at the Lovecraft fest, but at other fests in addition.

"The Colour out of Space" is a loose inspiration -- but I'm also taking cues from Borges this time. I'm imagining an original script about inattentive solipsism eroding the fabric of reality.

Heh.