Well… we're almost to November and I'm really not ready for the month yet. Seriously, I'm wondering where 2018 went. Then again, it's been a bit of a bum year so maybe getting to 2019 sooner rather than later won't be a bad thing.
Had a busy week but got some good television watched. The Last Ship had a great episode. If they end up going where I think they will, the last few episodes could get interesting. Doctor Who's "Rosa" ended up being better than I thought it would be. I read an interesting article about the music of the new incarnation and while I appreciate the opinion of the author, I kind of miss Murray Gold's audible cues. Then again, I'm very much drawn in by musical cues in television shows.
I finished up Driven on Passionflix. I'll be honest, I'm not thrilled with where they left it. I totally get it had to end on a cliffhanger because there are two more books being made into this limited series. So… I'm ready for more. Looking forward to the holiday movie Mr. 365 when it launches in November.
Murdoch Mysteries had a fun episode centering on Henry's wedding. Also caught another episode of Peter Gunn's first season. Penny Dreadful revealed how Vanessa became embroiled with Sir Malcolm and, wow, dark waters run really deep in that relationship. I'm in the middle of a Midsomer Murders episode that usually keeps me company when I'm folding laundry. LOL
Arrow pulled off another amazing episode. I'm truly ready for Diaz to go down. That said, I'm totally onboard for the never-thought-it-could-happen team ups of Dinah and Laurel and Felicity and the FBI agent chick. I'm also really wondering what the hell is going on with William and Roy. Legends of Tomorrow had a great premiere. This show is just fun, fun, fun. Yet it's also balanced with serious issues. If you're not watching you should be. Just saying.
I'm almost finished with this season of Killjoys. Meeting Dutch's mom turned out to be an interesting stroll through history. I'm also totally there for the RAC shenanigans. Pree and his man mixing it up with them is terrific. I caught another episode of The Dresden Files and had forgotten how terrific Claudia Black's character ended up being. Also watched an episode of Babylon 5 and another episode of Classic Who.
Riverdale… brings the crazy like no other show I'm watching right now. My head almost hurts with how they take things to the edge of unbelievable but somehow stay just shy of actually crossing over into total no effing way. Kudos to the writers!
I watched the second episode of Underbelly Files. Infiltration featured Sullivan Stapleton in what I'd assume would be one of his first roles. Actually turned out to be a great episode. I have one more left before moving on to a new season.
That's it for television this week. Hallmark Channel is gearing up with their holiday movies and I'll probably end up getting sucked in the vortex soon. LOL
Tonight's post is from Mistletoe Madness, a holiday-themed novella featuring a trio who come together to find their brand of happiness.
Here's the mini-blurb:
After burying her mother right before the holidays, Delaney Nixon comes back home to deal with the estate and decide what to do with her future. Two former beaus offer condolences and help, each hoping the spark might reignite even if they've agreed to leave old feelings alone while getting Delaney through the merry season.
And a snippety peek…
"Here goes nothing." Delaney Nixon hit send, effectively opening the door to her past.
The email to Scotty Landon popped the lid off decade-old memories, ones she didn't want to jump into just yet. But she needed to inform her mother's insurance agent of Joanie Nixon's passing and Scotty happened to be said agent. He ran the only agency in Delaney's small hometown, but Joanie trusted him because they shared a connection.
Delaney.
She got up and crossed over to the window, gazing out but not focused on the landscaping. Instead, Delaney mourned her mother and the loss of her unwavering support. Joanie raised Delaney to stand on her own, but offered a solid foundation for Delaney to build on.
No easy feat for a single mom. Frank Nixon lost his life in the line of duty when a ceiling collapsed on him, leaving Joanie with two-year-old Delaney. Twenty-six years later, Joanie joined her husband, hopefully in eternal peace.
Tears pricked Delaney's eyes. "Cancer sucks." Especially when it claimed someone the week before Thanksgiving.
She swiped away the moisture and moved away from the window. Her mom fought a brave battle, moving in with Delaney to be closer to the hospital for treatment. But, when the prognosis came back negative, Joanie made sure Delaney knew her final wishes. Cremation and burial with zero fanfare.
Delaney's crossed to rustic hutch she used for an entertainment center. "Why, Mom?" Her finger trailed over the delicate lines of the urn she'd be taking back to their hometown for interment next to Frank. "Why didn't you want everyone to celebrate your life?"
Joanie had so many friends, many who'd reached out during her illness. Who'd come to visit while she'd briefly been in hospice.
Delaney shook her head. "I don't get it." Except she did in a way.
When Joanie found out she probably wouldn't see another Christmas, she'd given Delaney explicit instructions. Then she apologized. As if her mom had a choice about dying or the date it happened.
Tears welled up again and Delaney let them fall this time. She gathered the urn from the hutch and carried it out to her car. She'd packed last night and loaded her vehicle this morning. Her mail would be forwarded while she settled her mother's estate and tried to decide what to do with the house.
Sliding behind the wheel, she had a fleeting thought for one other man from her past, Westin Ames. But she shied away from those memories, too. Time enough to face Scotty and Westin later. Right now, she had a lonely burial to attend to.
Pulling out of her parking lot, she merged into traffic. "Ready or not, you're going home." Ready or not, she'd be spending the holiday in the house she grew up in.
I actually had a crazy brainstorm for this story and got most of the details nailed down in one long writing session. The sages were in a good mood that day.
That's it for this week. Happy reading!
Skylin
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