Matthew Stonier

Tick tock. Time.
Tick tock. The sound of what's inside me, falling from my thoughts to my fingers, from my fingers to the keys, from the keys to the expression, you're about to read.  
The courage to approach something beautiful.
We flirt with ideas, sit and divulge her, piece by piece as we get to know what she's all about.
Determination and persistence. A new relationship begins. A wedding of man and mind.
The excitement of the undressing our story for the first time, revealing all it's character, it's unique form. The way it's put together, the magnificence of it's existence and the future of your developing lives together.
We work to and fro, sometimes fast sometimes slow.
The orgasm as the plot lines close and our story's circles b come together. A script is conceived. 
The high of gestation, the preparations, the production, the development, the growth. The slow machine working it's many different facets, bonds and helping each other out as our film, our miracle, is born.