Second to any time I’m ever at the Dixie Classic Fair, my most favorite time is when I’m writing something new. I told myself I’d write a movie this year, and now I’m doing it. It’s the best time because you’re sort of in a weird haze, and you can’t wait to get home to it, and everything relates to it. Then, it’s finished and you give it a good read. Then comes the painful realization that it’s not as good as you thought it was, and it’s derivative and / or unfunny, and then you cry and second guess and rewrite, but that’s all SO MUCH LATER. Now is the best time.