Doing What I Love

Shame on me! It has almost been a month since I have written on this blog. I'm certain that I am on the verge of losing my one or two readers! If they haven't already given up on me.

I have been busy working on a wonderful project bringing two beautiful cultures together for a short film festival in October. The two cultures being the Palestinians and Israelis. Yeah, pretty cool huh?

I have also been working on my next movie project Pawn Shop. We are doing a lot of marketing and publicity to build the buzz around the movie. But it has been the festival event that has taken up most of my time.

The goal is to pull it off and make sure that it is a cultural event and not a political one. I feel confident that we can and will. We are planning a night of food, dance, music, and films. So much to do, so little time! I love it!

Part of my task it to bring the two communities together.

I had the great honor of going to the Israeli Consulate here in Los Angeles last week and meeting with the Cultural Director. We are hoping that the Consulate will support this project and thus we met with them to give them a break down of how we see the night unfolding.

I am happy to share that they were very supportive.

As you might imagine, the security was very strict and our phones and laptops were confiscated at the door and we were not allowed to take them into the meeting with us. (I must admit that I felt a little naked without my phone). I've gotten so use to having my cell phone on me at all times but hey, I fully understood that I was on Israeli soil and did what I was told.

I couldn't help but wonder if they were x-raying us as well.

The meeting went very well and we were then escorted back to the security area where we were told to wait.

As we (myself and the other producer) entered the room to pick up our belongings, the door shut, and it locked behind us. We looked at each other, tried opening the door, but we were locked in. We, okay I, starting hitting buttons on the wall and knocking on the door. I said something like, "Let my people go!" My producer friend whispered, "Dianna!"

"What?", I replied, "Hey it worked for Moses!", I thought to myself.

Ten plagues later of course.

Luckily we didn't have to wait long.

And maybe it won't take me too long to write again! (Maybe)

Hey, I'm not promising any of that so let it written, so let it be done stuff!

Just know that I'm producing my butt off and I'm doing what I love.