Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the Moulin Rouge!

So I have been far too lax in starting this fine blog, which I suppose isn't a very good start to the production of a film that is going to take every ounce of effort and energy I have, but urgh-idunno *shrug*

So yeah, apologies to anyone reading this but I have actually been too tied up with dealing with events occurring in the real world to put pen to metaphoric paper on this thing.

Anyway that aside I'm here now and here we jolly well are indeed with Clotting Factor (still a working title, John and I are still debating.) The flick, or concept, or project as we'll call it up to the point that any actual film / video is shot, is really coming along. Lots and lots of progress has been made in the summer months since this mentalist journey towards the filmmaking abyss started. But I'm getting ahead of myself, I really think that I should start from the beginning in an attempt to explain a little more of the background of this thing:

So I was studying abroad in a land far far away (America) and land of twenty-four-hour drive thru that feed the obese backsides that ultimately end up in the twenty-four-hour funeral parlors. Like three vermin feed off one another until only the most disgusting remains. *shudders* enough of that... So during my time in the land of freedom (ahem) I not only developed an intimate relationship with a little girl with striped stockings, rosie red hair and pigtails named Wendy (damn her tasty treats) but I also managed to squeeze out the idea behind Clotting Factor.

Whilst sitting in my first play writing class with the ever delectable and entertaining Helen Walker, I realised something that is really what we're taught in screen writing 101 but it never really hit home in this way. Maybe it was the different environment, maybe it was the accent, maybe it was the force with which Helen told us but for some reason it actually made sense to me. "Write what you know" simple. You'd think so wouldn't you? Well one of the problems I've always felt was that "Well my life isn't exciting enough to take from in an imaginative manner." well maybe it is...

So Clotting Factor is the culmination of the sum total of my 24 years as a Haemophiliac coupled with my experience at work, home, living with work colleagues and some personal experience of relationships and what actually matters in life.

The script is now at 2nd draft stage and about a month after returning to the UK in June I enlisted John's help as co-writer to develop the characters, help make the more rounded and facilitate (damn all those bullshit marketing meetings I sat in) the process of developing the script into something more than a "student script." I find working like this and bouncing ideas off one another far more productive than sitting on my own, in a cold, lonely, dark room, hammering away on a keyboard with only a cat named Tabitha for company much more productive.

Anywho... here we are, a couple of months in, 10 grand of funding mainly from personal investment secured and ten months of development ahead of us. Different people are coming on board each day, we have graphic artists to work on storyboarding, poster artists to produce teaser posters as well as sound experts giving us advice on music and we've even already got some quotes from DP's.

So I think that's just about enough crap from me, I'll write some more tomorrow, night folks,

K