It oftentimes takes me a week or more to read the weekend's newspapers. The particular newspaper to which I subscribe tries and tries to get me to add days to my subscription, and no matter how many times I tell them I barely get through Saturday's and Sunday's papers, they continue to beg... nay... demand I get more days. I deny them... and I guess I digress here a bit, don't I?
Anyway, one Thursday a couple weeks back I was reading the previous Sunday's Arts section and I saw a picture of a house that looked like it would be just about perfect for our movie. I remember thinking to myself, "Man, if only we had a house like that for Horror House." Yes, sometimes I really do think in complete thoughts like that. On a whim, I called a number in the article and connected with a very sweet woman who suggested I come visit the house that Saturday. I told her if my very pregnant sister didn't have her baby before then, I'd be there.
No new niece, so I drove 70 minutes down to Hastings. The house was as close to what I pictured in the script as any other house I had seen up to this point.
Skeptical me knew there would be a snag and this house wouldn't work. Without boring you (yes, you, the one person other than me who is reading this) with the details, the house amazingly worked out. We will be shooting the bulk of our movie at the Historic LeDuc House in Hastings. What a blessing to find it and to have the pieces fit together! Now everything will be smooth sailing from here on out. Um, yeah.
By the way, my niece was born nearly 2 weeks after I first visited the house. I'm glad she waited.
