Ugh. Still feeling
terrible and under the weather. The respiratory yuck that's going around in my
area is awful. I think I'm through the worst. Fingers crossed!
Had a whole slew of
new projects land in my inbox this week. I'm so thankful for the work and truly
hope I can get back to a normal schedule where I don't crash several times a
day and need to rest.
Slow viewing week,
mainly due to the aforementioned rest periods. When I only got about two to
three hours of sleep at a stretch, those nap sessions were super important.
I started the fifth
and final season of Suspects. Wow, brutal opening episode and kind of a
heartbreaker. I have a feeling Jack is going to go completely off the rails.
And Charlie needs to have a moment to grieve and wrap her head around
everything.
I finished the
tenth season of Brokenwood Mysteries. I love this show so much. I'll
look forward to the next season with lots of anticipation.
Caught another
episode of Best in Paradise. I rather liked meeting Humphrey's dad and
rewatching this episode ended up being a great reminder of how fierce Florence could
be.
Enjoyed an episode
of Death in Paradise. I'd watched a little of this one and I'm glad I got
to see it from beginning to end. Very twisty plot threads in this one.
Watched another episode
of Elementary. Nice to see Mycroft again. Loved the new dynamic between
the brothers. Gotta say I'm on the fence with the whole Watson sleeping with Mycroft
deal, but we'll see if I come down on one side or the other later.
Caught an episode
of The Batman and it's one I remember from my original watch. I liked
seeing Dick in school and the double-cross by the Riddler ended up being fun.
The ending, though, topped everything.
Enjoyed a Classic
Rugrats episode that departed from the normal two to three vignettes. "Finsterella"
was such a fun episode of the show.
And that's pretty
much it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Suspect
Elimination, a novella where a couple is brought together by solving a
mystery.
Here's the
miniblurb:
On a college campus, someone is pulling some not-so-nice
pranks that escalate to a dangerous level on a group of friends. Elena Houghton
and Oscar Scanlon aren't going to put up with the nastiness anymore and take it
upon themselves to eliminate the suspects to find the culprit. Along the way
they discover a mutual attraction for each other.
And a snippety peek…
Elena Houghton unlocked the doors
to Caldwell Hall. "Nothing like covering the six a.m. slot." Being
the program director for both the college radio and television stations meant
filling in when she couldn't delegate the responsibility to someone else.
She snorted and rolled her eyes. Caller
ID sucks sometimes. Especially when no one wants to come in at the ass crack of
yuck o'clock. When Suz Heslip texted to say she couldn't make it due to
illness, Elena tried four different people and none of them responded to her
calls or texts.
Pocketing her keys, she started toward
the corridor leading to the radio studio. "That leaves me." She'd get
the news recorded and review the announcements.
At least the early show only lasted
sixty minutes. She could probably catch a nap before her class at eleven. If
nobody else called in sick.
She passed the media classrooms and
made the turn to get to the studio. She'd grown used to the tomblike atmosphere
of the lower level of Caldwell and the maze of academic offices, lecture rooms,
along with the studios. The building also housed the Thompson Theater—her other
home away from home at the university—and quite possibly where she'd catch some
additional shut eye.
Almost to the studio, her steps
slowed. "What the hell?" The door stood open, which should not be the
case.
The first thing she learned as a
freshman two years ago? Never, ever leave the studio unlocked or let the door
stay open. Had one of their incoming crop of students missed that memo? Who
knew? But the responsibility of making that message heard landed at her feet.
A skitter of apprehension slid down
her spine but she shook her head. "Stop it. You've been in this building
alone more times than you can count." Then again, her recent film study of
classic horror movies had creeptastic images running through her head.
She made a tsking sound.
"Dammit, just go in already." Nothing lurked in the darkness.
Ignoring how stupid she felt, she
crossed the threshold into the inky blackness … and let out a startled shout
when a heavy figure dropped down from above glancing off her shoulder. She
swung wildly and pushed hard against … something.
Biting back a terrorizing scream,
she fumbled along the wall until her fingers found the light panel. Flipping
every switch on, she spun around, blinking against the suddenly bright room but
ready to do battle…
With an effigy?
"What the actual fuck?"
Someone had gone to a buttload of
trouble. A large, stuffed form dangled from the ceiling braces surrounding the
tiles. Dressed in a pair of jeans and a flannel with a set of headphones over
the head, the macabre thing swiveled back and forth.
Pissed off and heart still
pounding, Elena dragged her phone out and fired off a group text. "Mandatory
meeting at Caldwell. 7am. Don't even think about not showing up." She
sent the message then headed over to record the news, glad to have anything
else to focus on.
During a break, she'd contact the
professors and, shit, probably the campus police … because even if Mr. Creepy
had been meant as a joke, someone still broke in. At the very least, the
culprit created a dangerous situation.
Heaving a sigh, Elena dragged a
hand through her hair. "There's goes my nap…"
I'm just starting
this one and I'm excited to see where things go. Elena is so much fun to write with
her focused and ordered personality. Oscar will have a slacker energy that
drives her bonkers but also offers unexpected insight.
That's it for this
week. Happy reading!
Skylin
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