Friends and family have joked that I've evolved an additional appendage called, "Jeffrey's camera." Not only do I tend to carry a camera with me wherever I go, I have a reputation for taking pictures of seemingly mundane things that catch my eye. Sewer grates, fallen leaves, and broken glass can't hide from my lens. Where other people collect junk drawers filled with odds and ends they refuse throw out, I collect hard drives filled with photos. Some are blurry; some would seem to be less than useless. Yet blurry or in focus, relevant or completely random, the photos continue to pile up in heaps of colorful pixels.
In July of last year, we went for a family walk. As I passed one of the older buildings in town, I noticed a fallout shelter sign posted above a stairwell. "Click." Another pixilated bit of reality for my collection.
Yesterday, as I began working on the third teaser trailer for my up-coming second novel, The Awakening (May), that memory became the first scene in the video. A little color correction, a little cropping, and the wall of a local building became something more.