
In loving memory of L. Ross Love. Rest in peace and may the universe cradle you in its arms.
I haven't been around recently for a variety of reasons, not the least of which is the death of a great man and the person my mother would have spent the rest of her life with. It's still surreal to think that he is gone; that I can't have him and my mother over for dinner or to relax and watch TV. I know that healing will take a considerable amount of time, but it doesn't mean I won't miss him all the same.
The last thing he said to me was to take care of my mother. He needn't worry; as the first born and the only son, that is a duty that I will never shirk. But he also urged me to continue going after whatever my dreams may be. He wanted me to achieve my vision, and I intend to follow through.
Sometime before his death, I finished filming "Duality," a five minute short film about the effects of character driven writing. Editing has been completed on the project, and I'm waiting for my new external recording device to ship before I redo the sound. Once that's done, I'll be ready to share it with everyone. I like the way it turned out, honestly, being my first time handling my new Canon EOS T2i and really putting it through its paces. There are some things I wish I had purchased before we started filming, but what came out at the end was decent enough.
I have plans for three more shorts, all dealing with different subject matter. Some of them I can start on right away, but one of them I need to wait to nail down my actors before I can begin.
Writing is a funny beast, in that regard -- it can take forms you never originally intended. I never planned to make "movies." It was never on my radar. I've always written novels, albeit all of them unpublished. In fact, the three most recent have been through multiple edits with the intention of finally taking that next step. I've shopped them around but have yet to get a bite. Still, I continue working on other projects while pushing my objectives forward. I wouldn't have it any other way. Whether it's poetry or scripts, novels or comics, I write. I simply don't know anything else.
So to Ross, thank you for believing in my mother and loving her. I have never seen her happier than the time she spent with you. And thank you for believing in me, as well. I will miss you more than words can say; not just for me, but for the woman who birthed me. But I will make you proud. No matter what, I will never give up on my dreams.