January 22, 2017
Okay, I finally finished the six seasons of Hawaii Five-0 that were available on Netflix. Only a few small quibbles, the biggest being it makes me insane when actors play two different, unrelated roles on the same show. I love Ingo Rademacher, but don't make him the parent of a kidnapped child in one episode and then call him back to play a prosecuting attorney trying to bring Five-0 down. Seriously? Were there no other actors who could have played one of those roles? Ugh.
And thank the universe the whole Gabriel Waincroft saga is over. Yeesh.
I'm all caught up on Teen Wolf and aside from wanting to throw things because they brought Theo the Asshat back, I'm loving this season.
I'm working on The Librarians and should start catching up on Murdoch Mysteries and Sherlock this week.
Gotham returned and, yeah, definitely happy it's back on my screen. Now I need all my other DC shows to come back. Also looking forward to seeing what Riverdale ends up bringing to the table. That one could be really fun or truly terrible. Fingers crossed for the first option.
And that's it for television. Tonight's post is from Severing Ties, a novella that started with a writing community prompt to write a breakup scene. I enjoyed writing it so much I wanted to build the story leading up to the split.
Here's the mini-blurb:
Lucky Block and Booker Severn provide all the crazy antics their small town can take. But when they finally sever ties, the community pulls out all the stops to show the couple they belong together.
And a snippety peek…
Lucky Block glanced at the clock and groaned. "Dammit, Booker is going to be so pissed." Her gaze focused on the project folder spread out on the desk. "Still have at least an hour of work to do." She shot off a quick text, giving him an apology and begging off for their date.
Settling back in her seat, she rubbed at the kinks in her neck. The late night would be the fourth one in a series of weeks filled with overtime. Her phone pinged and she glanced at the message.
She rolled her eyes. Figured. The concept of doing something well and not stopping until she achieved perfection ended up being lost on Booker Severn. The man did everything right the first time and never second guessed his work.
Lucky sighed. "If only I had that problem." She typed out a response. "Let's shoot for a date night next week." The deadline for her current job would be met by then.
After five years of meandering through a quagmire of career indecision, Lucky buckled down and vowed to stay the course in her chosen profession. She didn't want to be the butt of the town's jokes anymore.
And she refused to be Booker's charity project. She'd pay her way or die trying.
Funny how living down their past seemed to be getting in the way of their future.
The decade of being on again-off again didn't help.
Her phone beeped. "Yeah, okay. See you at my place later?"
She hesitated a moment, weighing the option of going home and getting some much-needed rest or heading to Booker's and possibly arguing over their broken date. Maybe he wouldn't start a fight. She'd been talking about how this job kicked her ass on a daily basis.
Before she could change her mind, she texted. "I'll be there." Setting the device aside, she straightened and started back in on the work.
Maybe, if she played her cards right, she'd finish up and not be exhausted.
Lucky and Booker have what I call distraction syndrome and need to overcome the obstacles they've thrown up without realizing they're there.
That's it for this week. Happy reading!