This is the first excerpt I have shared about a book called Six Odd Doors. It’s a tiny community on Ocean Lane of creatives, no leaders. Of lives in terraced houses and in an allotment shed. That is where it all has to happen, in the forgotten places of before. Where many of us still live and grow and think and generate newness. Even if nobody else sees it. Across Ocean Lane (on the even side) the funded and powerful ones are building a glass and steel monument to lost industry, like they enjoy doing. On the odd side they are not, they are living and creating and collapsing and reforming.  This book is bias really, it loves the odd side people much more. 

This film is just an excerpt,  a play thing to try and make the spark for the rest of it.  It is all there.  So are we.