work wears out

i'm tired of work right now.  restlessly entertaining other options in my mind.  i'm blessed. not only because i have a job, but because i have a good job that i love.  but in this moment, i'd like to be elsewhere.  

subscriptions

i subscribed to zoetrope magazine's all story. didn't i tell you? yep. my first issue will be their spring issue designed by Guillermo Del Toro, himself. gotta love it.

i must admit to being a trial subscriber. i subscribe on a trial basis. a year. a couple of issues here and there. and then once the year is up, if i don't miss perusing said magazine, then well, i don't renew. i'm a non-renewer!!

but zoetrope all-story. i fear i may be susceptible to renewing.

after all, they run stories by Mary Gaitskill. what's not to love about that?

movies as band aids

it's funny. friends used to tell me to "watch a movie" to cheer myself up when feeling down.  sometimes i would scoff at them, thinking, "do they really think that about me?  that i like movies so much that the simple act of viewing a film will help me feel better?"  yes, i like movies alot.  i do believe that they are meant to effect an emotional response.  lately, i feel like i'm out of touch with the film world.  i feel like my friends would be right this time - that yes, watching a movie would cheer me up.

cinevegas is around the bend.  i'm looking forward to it muchly.