Updating here has been pretty non-existent over the past several weeks and I almost wish I could say it was due to jetsetting all over the world, hob-nobbing with the greats, feigning interest in caviar, and so forth of whatever is included in the new American Dream.

Instead, I’ve been here in Los Angeles, writing, casting, and finally: entering pre-production of my new internet series. I have my own version of the Dream.

You know that feeling when you wake up one morning and think, I just can’t continue doing what I’ve been doing. I can’t. I could, physically, but mentally, I need to grow. I need to do something else. So that’s what direction I’ve been turning in. And it’s scary, forging ahead on a new path when you were pretty comfortable on the one already well traveled. But ‘comfortable’ is for when I’m eighty with grandchildren sitting around my rocker asking for stories.

In the past month or so, I’ve been working on casting several new internet series and other projects, headed up to the Santa Barbara International Film Festival with the NewFilmmakers LA crew, saw Van Halen live in concert for the very first time (and can’t forget Kool & the Gang!), worked on a pretty disturbing short film with the wonderful actor Clint Howard, and have continued my exploration of Los Angeles. I now understand why people love Runyon Canyon. On a clear day, there’s no better place then at the top, sitting peacefully and taking in the Pacific Ocean to Downtown LA and everything in between. I love this city. Always will.

Now I must be off. I may not be sipping mimosas with the Real Housewives of Beverly Hills cast, but I do have a pretty exciting shoot this afternoon. Followed by writing, casting, writing, casting… If I ever, ever complain, smack me.