Apology / disclaimer: I usually don't write this column about projects I'm directly involved with?but this time I can't resist. Keep in mind that part of the point here is, it could happen to you!
Once upon a time, long, long ago I was sitting at my computer, minding my own business, when an e-mail popped into my Inbox. It was from my friend and sometimes collaborator, Rain Graves. The gist of it was this: A woman in San Francisco named Rosanna Jeran had put a want ad in a local Goth-oriented newspaper (or maybe it was on a web site, I never saw the original ad). Rain passed on the information because it looked like something I'd be interested in.
The ad stated that Ms. Jeran was an independent film producer / director, and that she was searching for a writer to bring her outline of a screenplay to life. The requirements included, among a lot of other things, a working knowledge of alchemy. As you might have guessed, this piqued my interest.
So I responded to the e-mail address with a list of my credits at the time, a list of the occult works I was familiar with, and a sincere desire to "get on board." Of course, at the time, I didn't know Rosanna. I didn't know anything about her films, or the story she wanted to film. That was how it began.
Somehow, out of hundreds of responses she received to her advertisement from authors and creative folks in all walks of life, I was chosen. She sent me the outline of the screenplay, and, in the form I first saw it, I would call it a fascinating mess. It was a jumble of symbols, beautiful poetry, and images. It was tied together in pieces by what she called (and still calls) vignettes?which are surreal, image-driven segments with poetic voice-overs that draw you from scene...