run, run, run

seems to be the most common definition of my days. life stories, convocation chapel (really? a flag, doves, strategic lighting of the emblem, "the hope of the world"?!), directing, history and theory of film, comm work, dinner, laramie project, spats and cane, finally back to the room for some late night homework. The Laramie Project was surprisingly moving. I was struck time and again by the genuineness of each character and my willingness to believe them. Got me thinking a lot about storytelling, the different forms that are more/less effective for certain stories, and the ones I should be sharing.