Diary of an Independent Filmmaker

(Say hello to the group.)

Hello. My name is MIKAL. And I am an independent filmmaker.

“Hi, Mikal!”

(Tell us a little about yourself.)

It all started one day when I went to a local big box store and saw a camera for $125. Up until then, I was fine. I don’t know what happened.

The clerk said, “You gotta do it, man. Everybody’s doin’ it. Only losers don’t do it. Do it once and you’ll never want to stop.”

I could hear the voices in my head battling it out.

On my left shoulder, Thomas Edison was saying “Just take it! Just take it, man! Nobody’ll know!”

On my right shoulder, Louis Le Prince was saying “Don’t listen to him, Mikal. There is no way this could end well.”

I thought, “Maybe I’ll just try a little bit. Just once can’t hurt.”

I took my money out of my pocket and laid it out on the counter. The guy on the other side quietly picked it up and shoved it in his metal box, then gave me a nod. This was the signal that the deal was done. I took the bag with the stuff in it and exited swiftly, making sure not to stop or make eye contact with anyone else.

After that, it was like… I couldn’t stop. I spent more and more money on cameras. And that was just a gateway to more camera-related paraphernalia. I was buying tripods. I was buying dollies. Shotgun microphones. Boom poles. Lav mics. The hard stuff, man. And it’s like, it never ends. You somehow always need more.

Before I knew it, I was filming almost every day. I’d take time off of work to go film things. Sick days. Vacation days. Anything as an excuse to go do it.

Now I’m at the point that I just don’t know how to stop.

(Mikal, are you filming us right now?)


Above: The $125 camera that first introduced me to the world of independent film making. 


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