The more she saw, the less she spoke...

...and the less she spoke, the more she heard.

So here we go. This week I started work in the production office of an indie film that's shooting here this summer. I'd be lying if I said I had any terribly important responsibilities. It's been a lot of "We need keys cut, can you run to the hardware store?" and "This Word doc has to be transferred to Excel; have at it." But so far, I'm loving it. And I'm learning a ton about the business end of making movies, which I figure is going to be really important as I advance my career (wink wink). Yesterday I had lunch with the director and one of the producers (ok, that sounds very Hollywood... basically they let me tag along) and I seriously learned more about film finance and distribution rights in those 90 minutes than I could have ever hoped to learn reading articles online or taking classes. I have also already figured out that I far more enjoy the creative side of things to the business stuff. And that's ok, because it's kind of like I had a question answered by the universe, which is always a nifty feeling.

The really cool thing is, these guys are the real deal. There are a lot of posers in the Cleveland film community (not being hateful here, it's just a sad fact) but these people I'm working with (for) have walked the walk. And so far they're all very nice people. A little unwound, but hey, you'll have that anywhere you go.