When a minute seems like a year...

Vidding is the strangest thing -- we get so excited about... like, 12 seconds. We will email all our friends and say, I have 12 more seconds on the vid! And we all go yay like it's the biggest thing ever. I think 10 seconds of vid time is equivalent to writing about 1,800 words of fiction.

So I'm all excited that feochadn and I finally -- finally! -- got to work on our Deadwood vid after a million missed starts, and we have a minute and 11 seconds. W00t. I mean, in what universe is a minute -- we're up to the first chorus -- a w00t? It is in vidding. I love what we have here. But sometimes I worry about us. I worry that Jo and I love violence and see beauty in film violence just a little too much. I mean, we're poring over clips, looking for something bloody or brutal.

Sample conversation:
me: Oh, this is a great clip -- doesn't get much more brutal than that!
jo: Eh... not enough movement. Or, maybe more blood.
me: This one's really nice and gruesome.

I think people are going to look at this vid and either go, What the *fuck*?, or they're going to think it's cool. And maybe give us business cards for their therapist.