It hurts. Ending a project when you feel there is so much left to say and so much left to achieve. I have won awards and travelled abroad promoting Dear Jesus, but I can’t eat awards. I can’t take my Screen Nation Award to the corner shop and use it to top up my Oyster Card. And whose fault is that? Who is to blame for the fact that so far while producing my web series, I have not made a return on my financial investments?  I cannot blame any one of the systems of oppression set up to work against my efforts- I mean look at the examples creatives out there who are using social media platforms to transform their lives and achieve their dreams.  Despite the odds, they have achieved greatness. The blame must then lie at my feet. I mean why else would a series that has starred 63 actors, spanned 6 seasons, comprising of 42 episodes fail to garner mainstream attention? It can’t be the content. It must be me. I am the problem. I don’t have the business acumen, the connections, the know-how to make this work.