Day 24: One piece of a piece of a piece at a time.

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Day 24:  One piece of a piece of a piece at a time.

Day 24. I realize now it’s a puzzle.  My documentary.  It’s a ginormous jigsaw puzzle just without a picture on the box to guide me.  There is no exact image to copy from or to reference or to make me feel safe that I know what landscape I’m shooting for.  I have no idea what the final portrait is going to look like.  And if that unknown isn’t scary enough, I have to actually cut out the shapes of the puzzle pieces myself and then refine them until they fit together.  It’s daunting.  It’s intense.  And even though I’m a self-proclaimed hater of jigsaw puzzles, this particular form is quite expansive and enjoyable, too.  And then there are days like today where even if I had an exact instruction manual and my own private puzzle master by my side, I’d still get lost.

I fire up the Avid later than I plan simply because I can’t focus.  The contractor and his sidekick are on a ladder right outside my office door.  I’m trapped.  I am driven loony with the non-stop drilling and shouting from the attic of, “not that one!  I need the wrench with the brown handle,” all before 10am.  By noon I’m having homicidal thoughts.  What was supposed to take three weeks is now clocking in at 8 and ½.  My patience runs out at 2:37pm when I need to go to the bathroom.  Sidekick is in one so I have to go to the other one.  Fine.  I go.  As I wash my hands and turn to leave, I see that right above the toilet where I have just peed is a three foot hole in the ceiling…a clear view from the attic—where they are working.  Really?  A head’s up would have been nice!  Wait.  Oh god.  Did I fart?  I don’t think so.  It’s a challenge to shrug off the indignity.  I take solace in the presumption that this will be a “don’t ask don’t tell if you just witnessed or heard me peeing” situation.

One piece of a piece of a piece at a time.

I slump back to the edit system a broken, embarrassed woman.  Yesterday I was an Olympic god of documentary puzzle pieces.  I completed not one but two bin preparations for Dan the amazing editor man.  I was the poster child for the thrill of victory.  I had high hopes for today and what I was going to accomplish.  Let’s just say, now I’m agony of defeat personified.

The piece I’m working on right now is close, I think.  At least that’s what I’m telling myself.  My new plan is to finish cutting out its string out shape tomorrow.  For now, I remind myself to think outside the box inside the box and create from what I have.  And what I have is one piece of a piece of a piece of the puzzle.  I can’t worry about the big picture right now.  All I can focus on is my one piece of a piece of a piece at a time.  Eventually, it’ll look like something and that’s better than nothing.

Until tomorrow, create from what you have…one piece of a piece of a piece at a time.

Kelli Joan Bennett is a filmmaker, actress, writer, entrepreneur, advocate for creative thinking and Founder and Editor-in-Chief of Think Outside The Box Inside The Box Media.


  1. Just got all caught up! Great stuff Kelli, lots and lots to relate to and be inspired by. Please keep it coming!

    • Thank you for your kind encouragement, Denise! So glad you are with me on this journey. I can’t wait to see your film!

  2. OMG – “did I fart?” I can’t stop laughing about that! Oh how I enjoyed this!

  3. This gives me a new respect for editors! Good gravy, it sounds hard.

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