back in the sun
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Sydney, 2001.01.11
Damn this city. Warmth! Sun! Sunburns! Harbour Cruises! Jobs! Bah.
twenty-seven years and one million words
Damn this city. Warmth! Sun! Sunburns! Harbour Cruises! Jobs! Bah.
I'd see the publicity guy come on the set and I'd go hide in the rafters. The crew would be like, ‘I haven't seen him.' And then they'd leave and I'd go back to work. Because that's what's fun: the doing, not the talking.
—Kurt Russell