Mother of Lost Things BTS Part 1

Y’all, we had the best time. This was probably the first time I went into a job and didn’t feel any nerves at all, and for good reason!

We flew into ATL. I had no idea how large that airport was—even though I’ve been there—but I genuinely forgot. This was the first time I walked more than a mile, and I was a little bit weary of my leg giving out, but surprisingly, she held. It took us about an hour and a half from Atlanta to head to our destination. The film location was set in Columbus, GA. It’s a very quaint, suburban city that’s nestled on the border of Alabama. The city itself is popular because of the college’s music program.

The people we stayed with were Andy, MK, and their son, Roland. Their house was incredibly beautiful, and our room was fantastic. Truthfully, I wished I had that home. Andy was also the production assistant and I worked with him on set. The two kittens, Liberty and Kaiju, were BEYOND adorable. Anytime we lodge with animal lovers, you know it’s going to be fantastic vibes.

After meets and greets, Jim and I decided to explore a bit of Columbus. I suppose it’s like any southern town: old wealth, young hipsters, and gentrification. I’m not opposed to gentrification because Nashville itself used to be extremely dangerous. Columbus is no different in that sense, but it still held onto its small town values and old-timer rhetoric. We decided to stop at Chattabrewchee brewing, a brewery on the GA/AL border. The brewery is 100% veteran owned and a pretty cool place all things considering. Their IPA and Gose were out of this world delicious, and I’m a bit disappointed we couldn’t stay longer and try everything on the menu.

Chad, the bartender, was a very talkative and regretful person, in the sense that he was an aspiring voice actor. He talked of leaving his “podunk” town and moving to ATL for better opportunity. I understood his sentiment, and talking with him more, I told him to never give up on his dreams. He smiled, nodded, and somehow, the topic of conversation switched into toilets and Jim’s priest role. Needless to say, we became Facebook friends, and it made me realize how small the world truly is. No matter where you seem to go in the world—there is always some way to find common ground. But we enjoy it, you know? The world is so immersed in being cold and shrewd, yet, that’s not what people want. At our core, we are social creatures, and when you are able to find the aforementioned in someone…it’s beautiful.

After brews, we were to meet up with everyone at (MY FAV) a local ramen bar. This was where I met Paul, the director. I know Paul from a few months prior. He reached out to me via email about MoLT and wanted me onboard ASAP. Once we all rendezvoused at the bar, we sat, ordered (DELICIOUS) ramen, and shared stories about my accident and Paul’s month-stay in Japan. (I was very jealous of that by the way.) Paul graciously paid for dinner, which was a sign that this dude wasn’t just some asshole director; he genuinely cared.

Once dinner was over, we all headed back to our places of stay and prepared for the next day. (Cont.)