I want this blog to be a two-way street. What’s something you’ve been struggling with lately? Or better yet, what’s one small thing that made you smile today?
Her friends thought it was weird. At parties, she’d hold the camcorder like a third eye, recording the smoke from a cigarette curling toward a ceiling fan, or the split second of silence between two songs. “Put that down, Amelie,” they’d laugh. “You’re not a filmmaker.” She never said she was. She was an archivist of the almost-nothing. amelie videoteenage