Well… this has been
a crazy week. My daughter had a break on Monday for MLK Jr. Day and hasn't been
back to school since. Four snow days in a row. We're supposed to have a warmer
weekend so hopefully they'll be back to school this week. She's going
stir-crazy and keeps mumbling about the district cancelling school for the rest
of the year. LOL
Not a bad week in
television. MY SHOWS ARE BACK!! The Flash
put Barry on trial and, holy crap, he's not in a good place. I'd like to say I
cared more about everything happening but I just can't give two craps about the
stupid body swap, uber smart big bad here. Eh… at least we're getting some good
character development on other fronts.
Gotta say if you're
not watching Black Lightning, find it
and watch! What a kickass premiere! I'm excited about this show. I'm still
holding out hope we eventually get a Vixen scripted drama sometime in the
future.
Arrow still ranks as my top DC universe show. Even though James is similar to
the uber smart Flash villain scenario, I like how he's got a team of junior
villains backing him. I'm holding out hope this one has a satisfactory ending.
Riverdale. Oh, show. Where the hell are you going? I'm kind of thrilled I have no
freaking clue what out of left field thing will happen next. Part of the joy in
watching this show is the absolutely crazy dark alleys it decides to go down. That
said, pitting Archie against Hiram is either the best thing ever or the
stupidest move an FBI agent will ever make. Just saying.
Got started on The Punisher and, honestly, it ranks
right up there with Luke Cage, Jessica Jones, and Daredevil. Iron Fist is
still the weakest link in this group, but I have faith Danny won't be the most
annoying super hero ever in his second season. Maybe.
Murdoch Mysteries had a great episode last week. I know
nothing about cricket but it made an interesting murder backdrop. Also, it's so
awesome William and Julia are possibly going to start their family. Fingers
crossed that actually happens.
Frankie Drake provided a terrific case this week and also
had excellent guest stars. So awesome to see George Crabtree around and doing
quite well for himself. Also, Laurence Fox can guest star again whenever he
wants. I'm totally down with that idea.
Finished the second
season of Chicago Fire and, wow, what
an ending. Got the third season ready to start today. Definitely glad I don't
have to wait through a hiatus to find out what happened to everyone.
And that's it for
television this week. Tonight's post is from Not Quite Paradise, a novella that started with a writing community
prompt of writing a story where the main characters get marooned on a desert
island. I put a twist in and made the island a deserted planet instead.
Here's the
mini-blurb:
Janee Neff and Oxley
DeCosta are military transport pilots flying a peacetime mission to pick up new
recruits when their craft crashes and strands them on a deserted moon. The
couple discovers things aren't exactly what they seem when they find their
signal beacon is destroyed by blaster fire, which means their unexpected
vacation isn't quite paradise after all.
And a sneaky peek…
Ox snorted. "Yeah? Next time
maybe you can check the status of the thrusters before we take off." He wanted to keep her focused on being
pissed at him and not her precarious situation.
He needed to get her down. If he
couldn't, he'd have to leave her and set a homing beacon. He should have made
getting the signal out his first priority, but he couldn't bring himself to
leave her, not in an unconscious state.
And she'd probably rip him a new
one when she discovered he'd put her first.
He'd do the same to her if their
roles were reversed.
But… they needed each other if
they wanted to survive. Their odds went way down if they got separated for any
reason.
Janee moaned then growled in
frustration. "Dammit, Ox. Get me down. Or so help me, I'll heave up my
guts all over you." To her credit, she refrained from trying to pull the
harness apart again.
Not a pleasant thought. He
weighed several options. He could climb up and cut her down, but the drop
concerned him. Maybe he could get to the jump kit and rig a rope rescue. Better
chance to release her and avoid injury for both. A quick visual scan didn't reveal
the bag where it should be. He glanced around, hoping to find it.
Janee shook her head. "Ox…
what the hell are you looking for?" Her hair dangled straight down, the
holder nowhere to be seen.
He kept up the search. "The
jump bag. I should be able to rig a system to cut you loose and lower you down.
A fifteen-foot drop won't help your headache." Or get them out of the ship
to set the beacon.
Janee craned her head from side
to side. "There. Hang on…" She kicked out her leg and caught the
strap with her boot. "Look out below." Hooking her foot under the
handle, she swung the case from its location then dropped it.
Ox shuffled to the side, barely
getting out of the way in time. He grunted when his shoulder connected with the
bulkhead. Bending down, he riffled through the duffel and grabbed two ropes and
a carabiner.
He rose and found a good anchor
spot. "Janee, can you wind this around the arm of the seat? I'll climb up,
get you secured then cut you loose." He judged the distance he'd need to
cover with the toss.
Janee gave a nod. "Yeah, I
should be able to work it through and get it wrapped around the armrest."
She readied to catch the end when he threw it. "And you'd better make sure
I don't end up making that fifteen-foot drop." She caught the rope and
started threading it through the space. "With my luck, I'd land headfirst,
because, really, the day couldn't get worse if I did."
Ox started the climb up, a grin
on his face. Janee might drive him crazy with her nonstop salvos but he
wouldn't want to be stranded with anyone else.
I love writing the
back and forth with these two characters. They're already terrific friends and
adding the tension-building scenario of being stranded together creates some
awesome conflict.
That's it for this
week. Catch everyone on the flipside.
ML Skye
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