I’m always loathe to jump up and down and rave about having a good few days without any enforced bouts of bed rest. Well, let’s face it, I’m always loathe to jump up and down full stop any more. All right, I’ve ALWAYS been loathe to jump up and down. Even when I could.
Still, it seems that the last few days have been particularly encouraging for me – a full day’s shooting all day Saturday, a nice, restful Sunday which still managed to include a trip to K’s parent’s for a lovely Sunday/Brithday lunch for her Mum and a middlingly-active day today getting K sorted for her new job and fixed up with sexy new specs.
I seem – seem – to have found a nice equilibrium with my energy levels for the moment – succeeding in balancing a need for restful periods with achieving the most important goals of the day without running myself completely into the ground.
I’m hesitant to be fully excited until I get a couple of days further into the week with no repercussions, but so far, so good.
The day’s shooting on Saturday was really good fun. Although we had quite a bit of time pressure to ensure we were out of the public areas of the Theatre by the time the matinee audience came in, we actually got all of the stuff we wanted relatively quickly and with very few hiccups.
We did, unfortunately, realise later that we’d miss-shot one scene and made a fatal error known in the trade as “crossing the line”. This is far too hideously boring to explain in full to anyone not familiar with the term, as it’s a bit of a pedantic, anally retentive technical thingy to look out for, but unfortunately it’s one thing that can completely ruin a film when it’s all cut together. Most of an audience would never be able to point it out, but would undoubtedly know there’s something wrong with what their watching.
Luckily for us, the scene in question with the minorly-major technical hiccup (or f**k up, depending on your view) is one which we still have to shoot a couple of additional shots for, so shouldn’t be too much of a problem to go back and rectify. Fingers crossed.
Today I spent another morning in front of a camera, this time giving an interview for a student film for Bournemouth University’s journalism programme about transplant and life on the list, as well as what can be done to increase donor rates.
It’s nothing major, but I was put in touch with the filmmaker through UK Transplant and as I said at the time I agreed to it, any publicity is good publicity. I think it’s particularly good because there’s a chance it’ll be seen by a good number of students at the uni and that the message it sends out will get through to one of the most campaign-aware sectors of the population.
There’s huge amounts of resources sitting around university campuses in way of students who can be incredibly vocal about any subject close to their heart. Make just a few of them aware of the importance of having people signed up to the organ donor register and there could be a whole new wave of Live Life Then Give Life supporters coming through the system and shouting louder than we have before.
Arrangements continue apace for Laughter for Life and I’ve spent a large chunk of the day on the phone to various people and rapidly swapping emails to finalise press strategy for the week, with local MK releases going out tomorrow. Our national campaign should begin in earnest this week, too, although we’re a little disappointed that Bill’s not able to help us with shouting from the rooftops due to his already manic schedule.
That said, we’ve got an entire 3-hour gig lined up for Sunday night with some of the countries top comedians donating their time for nothing and for which we’ve already sold out a 600-seat Theatre, so it’s pretty hard to be unhappy about anything!
Here’s hoping the rest of the week stays as smooth as today. We’ve got a few auction lots to finalise and gather, as well as the press and media work to cover. I’ve got some technical gubbins to double check and artists to liase with. We’ve got an auction to plan and sales to figure out, and I don’t even know what I’m wearing yet!
Gosh, it’s all go!