In regards to the project, I have not had much luck so far. I sent letters, walked around, knocked on doors, just seeing if I could find someone who could be even slightly interested. I took a break this last week prepping for True/False, volunteering at the festival and watching films. I knew that this next week would be the chance to find someone, or give up there and begin looking elsewhere like Jackie recommended: another trailer park, motels, possibly shelters.
Early Sunday morning, my father died. I learned that in my car right outside of the Blue Note, getting ready to see American Doctor. It seem to hit me like a wave, one strong emotion that quickly subsided. I went to American Doctor (only a few seats away from you Brian) and then to another film. I could not tell if it was shock or ambivalence, but I have been taking it well so far. Since I am further behind than preferred, I know that I can’t let this completely take over my schedule, so I still went out meeting people on Monday, Mar. 10. I brought my partner with me because I believe that it makes people more comfortable with not just a male stranger walking up, and even more so because it makes me more comfortable. We walked around for about two hours, and I talked to about ten people, with only 3-4 of those talking to me more than a couple sentences. I sat at a picnic table for a break, already coming up with backup plans, wondering if I need to pivot so hard to find a completely new topic. A woman and her son were walking by and I let them mostly pass, but made one final effort to talk to her, and it was exactly what I needed.
Four of the 40 letters I sent out came back to me recently due to a vacancy.
