Kate Smith - Blog

The once magic lantern splurted its final clicks out. The dimly lit room, with its heavy fire door that once kept all of the sound in,...

I helped her carry the last of her boxes to the car. I’m not sure if consciously, but I always made sure I was behind her. The last to...

I could hear the harsh patters of rain assaulting my skylight as I lay in bed; in conflict with myself as to whether to get up and start...

Hi... I'm Kate. 25 years old, bit of a cinephile and a creative trying to break into this industry. I have recently finished my film...