Well, May is
starting out fairly chilly and gloomy in my part of the country. It's been
quite a while since we've had true spring weather and we're definitely getting
it so far. I'm hoping it doesn't rain on the weekend my youngest gets to have
her drive-up graduation. We're still not risking anyone's health by having a
full-blown commencement ceremony.
Slower than usual
week in television. I finally got to finish Picard
and Strike Back; also got Strike Back Declassified in. I love
those behind the scenes moments and interviews.
Finished up a
four-part arc on Gargoyles, watching
the last two episodes this week. It's weird how the voice actors are enemies on
this show and their characters are allies on Star Trek TNG.
Watched another
episode of The Witcher. This show has
me very intrigued. Definitely glad there will be another season. At least I
think there will be.
Caught several
episodes of Danger Man, most being
ones I didn't remember. I might have to rewatch The Prisoner when I'm done with this series.
Watched the first
episode of Crisis on Infinite Earths
with the Supergirl episode. I'll do
more this week but I needed a moment to wrap my head around this one. I loved
the cameo appearances and look forward to more of those but I'm already crushed
by the events in this opening episode. Good stuff. That's all I'm saying.
That's pretty much
it for television this week. Tonight's post is from Event Horizon, a novella that got a start with a writing community
prompt.
Here's the
mini-blurb:
Casey meets Oliver on
a transport flight to celebrate his dad's retirement. They hit it off, but
Casey has a big secret … she's the reason Oliver's brother didn't pass the
flight test and she doesn't want the old man to find out.
And a sneaky peek…
Casey Black got her
bearings and looked for the closest mess hall to her departing hub. "At
least this stop is on a military station. Took me forever to find the food
station at the civilian outpost." She started down the corridor to
concourse eight.
Fingering the
envelope in her hand, she pondered the reason she'd received an invite to Orin
Stephas's retirement gala. Why would he
want me there? The few interactions she'd had with the senior military
officer had been taut with tension but also interesting. She'd give her dad
kudos for teaching her to stand her ground at an early age.
Her lips quirked.
"Bet the elder Stephas didn't count on that." Why would he?
Her lowly flight
instructor status wouldn't faze a commander of a warship. Throw in his
legendary escapades as a pilot and she probably ranked way down on the man's
radar. But Casey rarely let anyone else's skill or rank intimidate her, not
when she ran the class and held the responsibility of her students' life in her
hands.
Orin Stephas could
bluster and blow as much frothing smoke as he wanted. She listened to and
respected his opinion then did what she thought best. Even if it meant his
younger boy wouldn't wear the wings of a pilot.
Casey's step faltered
a little. What if he'd dug a little deeper into his younger son's grades? Orwen
struggled during flight school and she'd—
No. She wouldn't
think too much about her choice there. She'd stand by the way she handled the
situation. It ultimately worked out best for Orwen. For her … there could be
repercussions.
Lost in thought, when
a hand landed on her shoulder, she jumped. A foreign reaction for her. She
usually took pride in being alert and ready for anything.
She turned, ready to
throw down, but met a familiar gaze. A much younger version of the elder
Stephas, but too chiseled and mature to be the youngest. Must be the only
Stephas she hadn't yet met.
Quirking a brow, she
tilted her head. "Let me guess, Oliver Stephas?"
I really enjoy
playing with family dynamics. Oliver and Casey get to navigate some interesting
moments with his dad and brother.
That's it for this
week. Catch everyone on the flipside.
ML Skye
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