Rejection
In my last post, I talked about anxiety. That wonderful feeling I had after Variety.com published a partial list of the feature films accepted for the 2006 Sundance Film Festival. Anyway, I didn't actually head out drinking - at least not right away. Instead, I just spent a half hour or so wandering around my bedroom and kitchen. There's not a lot of room in either place, so I guess technically it was more along the lines of pacing that it was wandering. I found myself making toast at around 12:30 a.m. Don't ask me why - it made perfect sense at the time. I mean, if you're nervous and feeling nauseous - doesn't everyone make toast? Okay - maybe not. Anyway, like I said it made sense at the time. I left my computer on during all of this. Eventually, my nervous pacing brought close enough it to notice that I had an email waiting for me. I noticed that it was from the Sundance people. I had to read it. From: programming@sundance.org To: Me Sent: