signs and portents

this past night didn´t offer very much sleep. I probably rolled back and forth in the bed for four hours, and met the dawn and its first shimmers of light with a grave desire for sleep. as I am in the first stages of writing the fourth draft of my feature film screenplay, this is a good sign. it tells me that finally, after several months of a severe writers block, the bits and pieces that have been collected and seized and locked away deep back in my mind, are finally starting to demand my attention.

this I have the 31st Norwegian Short Film Festival to thank for. the calmness that GRIMSTAD has provided for my mind is not to be neglected.