I still go often to the SACD Writers' House . To write, to work, for meetings, for screenings. (Authors can rent offices there for free.) The Writers' House, like the SACD offices for that matter, are places where you feel welcome. Read →
And yet I meditated this morning. It's a quieter day—well, not quieter, lots of things to do, but not too much work. But there it is: bad mood. Maybe the flight back. Maybe the food. Nerves unwinding. Read →
Woke up in the middle of the night with this very clear recipe idea in my head: Splinter Rice Recipe (20 minutes, easy level) Mix a bowl of rice with a large quantity of splinters that will flavor the dish but that you absolutely, absolutely must not s... Read →
My mom lives in Morocco, so it's not easy to avoid flying. But here I am at the airport for work. And honestly, I could have organized things differently, but everything happened so fast. The success of an offer I put together kind of accelerated my life. Read →
When people used to ask me "what do you do?", I'd always say: "I make films." I never dared say "I'm a filmmaker" because that would've implied I made a living from it, which has never quite been the case. Read →