Green Screen

I’m waiting outside the Webb, SK post office. It’s 815 AM. Small-town post offices have small town hours. This post office is only open between 8:30 AM and 1:30 PM on Mondays and 8:45 AM to 1:30 PM the rest of the week. It’s closed on Saturdays and Sundays. Without the support of my manager, I wouldn’t be waiting outside the post office to spring my green screen technology from the postal services. A mixture of excitement and trepidation gurgles in my stomach. Can I really do this project? I’ve been a storyteller and writer since I was eight-years-old. Storytelling runs in my blood as both a Métis tradition and as an entertainer. Much creative talent is born on the prairies. What else does one do in middle of windy nowhere land? My project is vast and there’s many dimensions to it. There’ll be lots of textures and colours and a lot form to my work. I can hardly wait to start producing it. The excitement is overwhelming.

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