Mobile homes: perfected by humans, invented by snails

It occurred to me today that I could use this platform as a journal and write things in it (as opposed to just scanning through my Reading Page or whatever they call it).

I don't have anything particularly witty to say at the moment. I've been tremendously busy the past 2 years, having plunged into the wild world of independent filmmaking. It's a huge timesuck and money pit with zero commercial viability, but I'm pleased to have embarked on this new adventure regardless. Taking my writing and storytelling art into a new medium is interesting, and I have learned a great deal, which I always enjoy for its own sake.

It's only in the past month that I've been able to take a moment to step back and resume some of my other hobbies (which had to be sidelined to free up time for the many aspects of filmmaking). I've gotten back into sewing, baking, paper arts, and flower arranging. Not to mention working on my other writing. It's nice to be able to toggle back into more solitary forms of creative expression where fewer people are involved and the stakes (financial and emotional) feel less high.

And hey, I finally have time to watch media again. Various shows people have been berating me about watching (the list is long, but these are the only ones that have actively caught my interest):
Marvelous Mrs Maisel (Amazon Prime)
A Very English Scandal (Amazon Prime)
Handmaid's Tale (Hulu)
Killing Even (? not sure)