Sunday Snippet: It's Not What They Think

November is starting off with a wild trajectory. The election in the US is taking up a lot of air and space in my life and I'm okay with that. It does make it harder to focus on anything but the election, which isn't optimal for my work projects.

That said, I'm weirdly calm and very hopeful. Which is not to say I'm complacent because that would be stupid and reckless. There's going to be a lot of work to do regardless of who wins the presidency, senate, and house.

My tricky manuscript turned extremely challenging, but I finally got it finished up late last night. Now I can focus on a couple of projects that were simmering on the back burner and start two new ones that need attention.

Had an okay week of viewing. Trick or treat night took up some time and an unexpected accident involving my oldest and his fiancé needed my attention. Thankfully, both are okay and weren't injured in the crash.

I started the week with an episode of Elementary and I also ended the week with one. Both were enjoyable. I thoroughly enjoy the vibe when Sherlock tries to coordinate outfits for Joan. So far, it looks like she ditches those in favor of choosing her own.

Caught an episode of The Batman and enjoyed it. Nice to see Batgirl back in action. I'll be finished with this show at the end of this season and I'm not sure what I'll be replacing it with.

Also watched an episode of Classic Rugrats. The three vignettes were new to me again. I think I'm going to shift back to the new Rugrats once I'm through this season.

Enjoyed another episode of Mr. and Mrs. Murder. I'd seen most of this one before and really enjoyed the snappy and snarky dialog between the characters.

Caught another episode of London Kills and, whew, I got spoiled for what would happen and it still freaked me out. Really like this series.

Finished up season nine of Death in Paradise. Looking forward to season ten even with some of my misgivings with DI Parker. I love this show enough to give him time to grow on me.

Enjoyed the second half of Silent Witness. The show managed to surprise me, and I love it when that happens. One thing to note … I'm always curious about where Jack and Nikki live. Jack had such a cool house during the last season and now he seems to be in a townhouse of some sort. This is after he bought the fixer-upper that his dad and brother (for a while) shared with him. Weird stuff makes me curious.

That's pretty much it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from It's Not What They Think, a novella that puts a couple through the wringer when one of them can't control their power.

Here's the miniblurb:

Meaghan Wrath goes on the warpath, losing her hard-won control over her powers and wreaking havoc on unsuspecting clan members. She's setting a crappy example, but her husband, Vinnie Grayson, walks a fine line by not reprimanding her. Her need let off steam and be rebellious never lasts long—usually the week leading up to the full moon—and a demand to stop will only land her on the hot seat—almost literally.

And a preview snippet…

Vinnie faced the group of elders with a short leash on his temper. "For the last time, Meghan doesn't know what's going on or why it's happening." And he shouldn't be the one caught in the middle.

Master Mayhew pointed a long, bony finger at Vinnie. "You've got to get that woman under control." He gave a definitive nod when Elderman Vice grunted in agreement.

Vinnie arched his brows. "That woman is one of the most powerful mages we have. It's fine to use her when it suits your purposes, but when she's venting pent-up magick it's a problem." He got tired of the same old arguments.

Master Janson growled. "No one else is allowed to use their ability in the manner she's been using hers. Parlor tricks and light shows are beneath our level of achievement." He gave a derisive sniff.

Elderman Vice slowly nodded with another sound of agreement slipping from his lips.

Frustrated, Vinnie sighed. "No one wields the kind of power she does. So, there's a criterium for special circumstances." He shouldn't have to explain this. "And, hey, if any of you want to step up and help find some answers, you're welcome to do it." He paused a moment. "You are, after all, the elders, not to mention the ruling council. Isn't it your job to not only seek a solution but to assist in finding one?"

An uncomfortable silence followed his outburst, which bordered on a tirade. Perhaps he'd pushed too hard. Too effing bad. Meghan needed some room to figure out why she couldn't seem to keep her powers under control. The stodgy mages could either step up or shut up.

Or kiss his ass if they chose to do nothing.

He waited one more minute before he turned and started for the exit. If the old bastards weren't going to help, why waste time or act like their whipping post.

"Mr. Grayson, you haven't been dismissed yet," Elderman Vice, the head of council, called out.

Vinnie glanced over his shoulder. "I know. Yet here I am, still leaving." He pushed the doors open and sailed out of the room.

He barely contained the urge to flip the entire group off.

He and Meghan were on their own and Vinnie would stand by her until they got answers.

Vinnie is a great guy and he's done talking to the elders, especially if they're not going to help.

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye

Sunday Snippet: It's Always the Same Show

The end of October is nigh and, man, it's been a month. Between work projects and personal life stuff, time flew by fast. Helped my oldest kidlet move some things from their old place to their new one and also took him for a job interview. Happy to say he got an offer and should start sometime soon. Also looking forward to trick or treat night and then gearing up for the holidays.

Happy to say the areas where I had my extractions are finally healed up enough that I can eat most types of food. I'm still careful with anything hard and crunchy but otherwise normal intake isn't a challenge anymore.

Stayed busy with work. Have a tricky manuscript that's kind of giving me fits with continuity and consistency concerns, which makes the edit slow way down. Sent off a couple of quotes for upcoming projects and look forward to getting started on those.

Had a decent week of viewing. I made it through a full round of my shows but kind of in backward order. Will probably have the same thing this week.

Started off with an episode of Elementary and thoroughly enjoyed it. Nice to see Lastrade get back on track. Interesting twisty case also.

Caught an episode of The Batman and enjoyed it. Always like seeing the Flash in action. I remembered most of this episode also.

Enjoyed an episode of Classic Rugrats and only remembered one of the vignettes. The other two were either new to me or memory holed.

Watched another episode of Mr. and Mrs. Murder. I do remember bits of this one and I’m glad I got to see the whole thing from start to finish.

Caught another episode of London Kills and I like how the new cases play into the overall case of the disappearance of David's wife. Looking forward to seeing how this season ends.

Enjoyed another episode of Death in Paradise. Loved the case because it's fun to see a bit of Ruby's past mixed in with the present. I enjoy her interactions with Commission Patterson. Gotta say, I'm not sure I enjoy Neville Parker. I appreciate the fact he's very different from the previous three DIs but … the constant afflictions are, well, annoying.

On a side note, I discovered there's a second spinoff of this show that's set in Australia. I'm looking forward to seeing it when it's available in the US.

Started a new two-part Silent Witness and it's terrific to see Jack's niece take a role in the Lylle. Looking forward to the second half of this episode.

Another side note … most of the cast from Battlestar Galactica is in Chicago for the twentieth anniversary of the show. I've been poking around all weekend to stay up to date on what's happening at the convention. My mind is completely blown that it's been twenty years since the premiere of the series. It's still probably my all-time favorite show.

That's pretty much it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from It's Always the Same Show, a novella that reunites a couple that can't help but push each other's buttons.

Here's the miniblurb:

Lanie Beck and Titus Berkley are tasked with whipping a new class of cadet mages into shape for the Academy of Light. The biggest problem they face is never agreeing on how to make it happen. The cadets quickly learn to tune in and enjoy the show.

And a preview snippet…

"Great mage. Could I be more of an idiot?" Lanie walked up the path to Titus's cottage.

She shouldn't have agreed to meet him. But she wanted to set the record straight between them. Standing outside his door, she pushed down the nervous tremble in her stomach down, then knocked.

Two seconds later, Titus's face greeted her, and she crossed the threshold into his home. Half a second later, her back hit the wall and her lips were caught in a steamy kiss. Oh … she'd missed his mouth. Not that she hadn't indulged in a few liaisons, but no one got her revved and going like Titus.

And, ugh, she didn't come here for reunion sex. She couldn't. Not when her whole future rode on getting her class prepared. She pushed against his chest, and he took the hint, stepping back to give her some breathing room.

Titus sighed. "Well, I would've said we answered the where-we-stand thing, but you'd disagree, wouldn't you?" He wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb.

Lanie shrugged. "I didn't come here to pick up where we left off, no. I just want to avoid a lot of awkwardness if we can." She willed her heartrate to slow down.

Titus snorted. "Lanie, we've never been awkward. Passionate, volatile, on opposite sides of too much stuff, but never awkward." He paused. "Why are you really here?" He folded his arms over his chest.

Lanie eased away from the wall. "To make sure you know I'm back to stay. I finally found my niche. Discovered something I'm very good at." She slowly walked into the living room then turned to face him. "The rest? You and me. Has to take a backseat until I get this semester out of the way." She couldn't do more at the moment. "And, even then, I have no idea if there can ever be an us." As much as she really wanted him.

Titus grunted. "So, basically, you're here to yank my chain."

She growled right back. "No, dammit, but if you need to see it that way, I won't try to change your mind." She dashed past him and pulled the door open. "Let's try to stay out of each other's way." Better yet, she'd completely avoid him if possible.

Titus followed her to the threshold when she exited the house. "Sure, we can try." He closed the door with a loud bang. "Not gonna be easy." His muffled response reached her ears.

Lanie stalked away from his cottage and walked toward the visiting-instructor residence—her home until she made the cut. Why on earth would Titus think they'd have a hard time avoiding each other? She'd go out of her way to give him wide berth. The less she let him distract her from her goal the better.

Unlocking the door, she stepped inside the warm interior of the house. She did her nightly ritual, then headed to bed. Room 322 would greet her early in the morning.

Hopefully she wouldn't have any sexy dreams about Titus…

I'm not much of an angst fan, but this story definitely has some between Lanie and Titus.

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye

Sunday Snippet: It's Academic

Had a less than productive week after having two teeth extracted. It's strange because they really weren't difficult to remove—well, one of them ended up being a little harder than the other—but it still threw me off. I think because they were on opposite sides with one on top and the other on the bottom, which made eating a tad challenging.

I also took time away on Friday to meet my daughter so we could do early voting. Very happy to have that done! I voted to raise my taxes for the school and emergency services levies.

Work stayed busy with some cleanup on two drafts and two copy edits. I also checked changes on two proofreads. Those were kind of dropped in on the fly.

Didn't quite make a full round of my usual shows this week, but I did get through about half.

Watched another episode of Mr. and Mrs. Murder and it was one I'd seen at least part of. Thoroughly enjoyed this one.

Caught another London Kills and I'm liking this show. The overarching mystery of what happened to the DCI's wife folded into the two cases is interesting to me. I'm a little worried about the trainee DC. Things could go really sideways for her if she's not careful.

Enjoyed another Death in Paradise episode. I kind of feel like this is the season where Commissioner Patterson gets a lot more screen time. This isn't necessarily a bad thing. I enjoy him.

Finished the second half of Silent Witness and, whoo boy, what a ride this two-parter was. I'm going to be very interested in seeing if there's any fallout from everything that went down.

That's pretty much it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from It's Academic, a novella that brings polar opposites together as a couple.

Here's the miniblurb:

Chaos and control don't mix, but Kari Pride and Thorn Summers must find a way to balance the two or drive each other mad when they become roommates. By the end of the semester, Thorn tempers Kari's sloppy habits and she makes him yield his ruthless organization for some much-needed spontaneity. When their relationship gets personal, they have to figure out how to navigate new territory.

And a preview snippet…

Thorn narrowed his eyes when his roommate retreated out into the hall.

He turned and met Markum's gaze. "Thanks for personally showing me to the dorm." A nice gesture even if the elder wanted to impress Thurston more than anything else.

Arnold inclined his head. "Your stuff will be arriving any moment." He looked upward then around the room.

Sure enough, Thorn's neatly packed boxes and suitcases appeared in the space.

Markum chuckled. "That word your grandfather asked for before he left?" He lifted his chin toward the items. "That's what it was about." With a bow of his head, he turned and left Thorne to get settled.

Happy to have his personal items without having to make several trips, he started organizing. He hung clothes and put them in the built-in dresser along the wall then broke the boxes down and stashed them in the closet to use at the end of the semester. He made the bed up and folded his towels and added them to the cubicles above the drawers along with his shower stuff. His books and other belongings were precisely laid out on the coverlet.

Taking a moment to study the shelves next to the cubicles, he rearranged a few of the stacks. "Let's see if I can do this…" And not get caught.

Practicing magick before classes began could get him into trouble. But he might as well take advantage of being a legacy student. If Thurston Summers could break rules by conjuring Thorn's boxes to his dorm, why shouldn't Thorn push boundaries also?

He pictured where he wanted things to be and uttered an incantation. Opening his eyes, he made a quick dash to keep one of his books from falling off the edge of the shelf. He placed the heavy tome on top of the dresser.

Moving back, he gave a nod. "Okay, not quite perfect but damn close." And he really shouldn't be practicing. "My roommate could've returned at any moment." But he'd saved a lot of time by taking the chance she wouldn't.

Satisfied with everything, he sat on the edge of the bed. "I'm rooming with a woman." The idea didn't faze him, but he wondered how they'd get along.

And he didn't know what to make of his roommate—other than thinking she had striking features. "Especially her eyes." The color reminded him of the dense forest surrounding his grandfather's house.

She also had a slightly pointed chin, high cheekbones, and a mane of dark hair that framed her face. Her clothes were functional, which intrigued Thorn. A pair of olive-drab cargo shorts, a red tank top, and a long-sleeved multicolored cotton shirt tied around her waist. A pair of flip-flops rounded out the outfit. His mother would feign a stroke before being caught wearing anything like Kari's ensemble. Thelma Summers had a preference for boring monochromatic clothes.

Thorn grinned. "Gonna be nice to have some color in my life now." If nothing else, having Kari as his dormmate would challenge his status quo, which he welcomed because he'd come to Stonebridge to escape the trappings of normal life.

Kari definitely piqued his curiosity. She claimed to be showering after moving all the boxes, but she didn't have a drop of perspiration on her.

He huffed out a breath. "Interesting." Leaning back on the mattress, he viewed his side of the room again—very happy with the pristine state of his stuff.

A couple of knocks sounded on the door and Kari entered, her hair still damp and tousled. "Figured we should have a two-knock warning until we figure out comfort levels." She tossed her damp towel on the footboard of the bed.

Thorn grunted. "Probably a good idea." He got up and thrust his hand out. "Nice to meet you, by the way."

She slid her palm against his and gave a firm shake. "Same. Sorry I cut out earlier." She let go and walked over to one of her boxes. "I'm a little lost in this huge building. Wanted to explore a little and get my bearings." Pulling out a pair of capri-length leggings, she went back to the container and grabbed another tank top in a turquoise shade.

Turning her back to him, she slipped the leggings on then dropped her robe and slid the shirt over her head.

Thorn did his best not to stare and failed. Sleek muscles and rounded curves drew his gaze. If he had a type—and he didn't think he did—he might have to consider her.

She sat on the edge of her unmade bed. "So … Thorn? Unique name. When I first saw it on the check-in list, I wondered if you had siblings?" Her mouth twisted in a wry grin. "And if they had interesting names, too. Like Briar or Bramble."

Thorn laughed. "Uh, no. I have one sibling, and his name is Thrace. The whole T-H thing started with my great-grandfather Thrummond. My grandfather is Thurston. My mom's name is Thelma."

Kari leaned forward, putting her elbows on her knees. "A tradition. That's kind of nice."

Thorn rolled his eyes. "It's kind of pretentious." A lot like his pompous grandfather.

Kari chuckled. "Sounds like you don't take it too seriously."

Thorn shrugged. "Not really, no. How 'bout you? Any siblings or weird familial quirks?"

I'm enjoying this soon-to-be couple. I love writing forced proximity when the duo doesn't have a lot in common with each other.

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye

Sunday Snippet: Into the Fray

A weird week of chilly weather and lots of cleaning projects. I'm at that place where the clutter is driving me bonkers, but I don't have enough hours in the day to really focus on a good cleanout. So … I'm tackling small areas to at least make a little progress.

Lots of work projects landing in my inbox. A few have been quick turnarounds, which I enjoy. I love having a project that I can finish up in a few hours. That type of work helps when I also have three difficult manuscripts that challenge my brain and one that requires a lot of focus.

Had a solid week of viewing. I'm still trying to finish up an episode of Peak Practice, but I made it through a full round of shows.

Started with Mr. and Mrs. Murder, an Australian mystery series. I've seen several episodes but not in order and I'm looking forward to watching this one from beginning to end. Thoroughly enjoyed the first episode, which I had not seen.

Also started a new-to-me British crime drama called London Kills. Loved the first episode and look forward to watching this series.

Caught another episode of Death in Paradise introducing the new DI. Enjoyed the interaction between the commissioner and his new lead detective. Interesting to have someone Patterson doesn't particularly like as part of the team.

Started a new two-part Silent Witness. I'm intrigued by the premise of this one. I thought the episode felt a little disjointed and I'm hoping the initial murder somehow ties into the other two. Kind of happy to be guessing on this one.

Watched a fun episode of Elementary with the return of Lestrade. I love the actor, so I love the character. Plus, he's much less annoying than Mycroft.

Enjoyed an episode of The Batman. Finally got a return of Batgirl. I'd forgotten Firefly powered up in a big way and almost blew up Gotham. Great episode.

Caught another new-to-me episode of Classic Rugrats. I'm not a great fan of the three-vignette format but I do have a lot of love for this series.

That's pretty much it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Into the Fray, a novella that got a start with a writing community prompt.

Here's the miniblurb:

Hex Harrigan usually gets Wiley Star out of trouble. When Hex goes against a council decision and gives the go to rescue a group of bounty hunters, he lands on the hot seat and is stripped of his authority. Wiley cuts a deal to get him reinstated and then takes the heat because she can't and won't work without him.

And a preview snippet…

"You did what?" Wiley ran a hand through her hair. "Are you insane? We're down eight people and you strip Hex of his privileges?" Her brain spun with ways she could fix this act of stupidity. "And you want me to take over as lead?" No way.

She didn't want the responsibility. Not when the council couldn't agree on anything, up to and including the color of the damn sky. Or pretty much anything else … hence the reason Hex shouldered the burden to bring their coworkers and friends back.

The council head arched his brows. "He went against protocol and came back alone. There has to be consequence for his action."

Wiley bit back a curse. "So, basically, if he had brought everyone home, we wouldn't be having this conversation." She snorted. "You know how fucked up that is, right?" Did the guy work at being obtuse?

Probably just came naturally.

The council head shrugged. "It is what it is." He folded his hands on the desk.

Wiley wanted to smash his face into the wall. "No, it is what you want it to be. Because you're now nine people down. We're spread too thin, and the whole reason Hex went off on his own is because you sent me out to deal with a nothing problem that could have waited." She had no doubt if they'd gone together, they'd be flush with bounty hunters again.

The head council narrowed his gaze. "You knew then? That Harrigan planned to attempt a rescue?" Censure laced his tone.

Hell, no. She didn't have a clue Hex decided to go rogue, but she fully supported his doing so. But she wouldn't give creep-face the satisfaction of the truth.

Instead … she might just salvage the entire shitshow.

Wiley folded her arms over her chest. "I not only knew, I planned the whole damn thing." A whopper of a lie, but she didn't care. "Give Hex his privileges back and I'll turn mine in when we get our hunters out." Creep-face would get to save face and garner his pound of flesh while doing so.

The head pursed his lips again. "I suppose that's agreeable. You have forty-eight hours to enact your rescue mission."

Wiley grunted. "You don't ask for much." They'd be hard-pressed to pull anything off now, especially without the element of surprise.

The head's lips curved in a thin smile. "I'm confident you'll do your best if only to leave the service on a high note." He pushed away from his desk and stood. "Clock starts at midnight."

Wiley lifted her chin. "By your leave." She spun around and stalked to the exit.

Hex would lose his shit when she told him what she'd done.

Just getting this one started and I can't wait to see what the sages come up with.

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye

Sunday Snippet: Intersecting Angles (Urban Grit novella)

October is starting off on something of a down note. But it's spooky season and that makes me very happy.

Received some sad news this morning about one of my current authors. He had a rare form of brain cancer and passed peacefully yesterday. I'm so glad I got to know him and his story, which I hope we'll be able to share with others.

I ended up having a decent week with work projects and managed to get some other things done along with a good bit of writing. Have one manuscript almost finished up and I'm excited to get it out in the world.

Pretty good week of viewing also. I managed to make it all the way through my current roster of shows and got one that simmers on the back burner most of the time mostly watched.

Started the week with the season finale of My Life Is Murder and thoroughly enjoyed the episode. So great to kind of have some closure for Alexa's cycle of grief. I loved how the two-part episode played out.

Caught DI Jack's last episode of Death in Paradise. Really enjoyed his sendoff and look forward to the new DI's introduction in the next episode. Really have to thank my sister-in-law for recommending this show.

Finished up the second half of Silent Witness. The episode took a turn I didn't expect and that always makes me happy. For a show that's been running for twenty-seven seasons being able to surprise the audience—or at least me—is excellent.

Watched an episode of Elementary and quite liked it. It's fun to watch Sherlock and Joan navigate their living together and it's really awesome to see Joan stepping out and solving some of Sherlock's cold cases.

Enjoyed an episode of The Batman with Green Arrow featuring as the Justice League character. This ended up being a pretty decent episode even without an appearance by Batgirl again.

Caught an episode of Classic Rugrats. Some more new-to-me vignettes. Enjoyed all three.

Also got most of the way through a Peak Practice episode, which is the one that simmers on the back burner when I don't have time to do a full cycle of shows. Looking forward to finishing this one up.

That's pretty much it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Intersecting Angles, a novella that carries on with the characters from Urban Grit.

Here's the miniblurb:

Keeley Fitz and Holt Matterworth are back in action and exploring a series of caves for their web drama, Urban Grit. Local legend says the caverns are haunted by a smuggler that won't let anyone near his stash of bootleg rum, which is a challenge too good to pass up for the duo. But … what they discover has nothing to do with rum and everything to do with something much older and more sinister.

And a preview snippet…

Holt flung his arm outward. "That's a terrible idea. You're really not helping." They either stuck together or nothing.

Keely swung her gaze toward Holt. "What. Ever. You do what you think is best. You always do." She rolled her eyes and spun away.

Holt snapped back at her. "And you don't? Geez, Keels, I can’t win here. You think you could cut me some slack? This decision is impossible." And who the hell knew trolls actually existed or that they'd be such a pain in the ass.

Keeley snorted. "Then don't make one." She turned and started to walk away.

Don’t make one. The lightbulb went off in his mind. Why should he make an impossible choice? As long as he made a decision, right? He played the trolls words over again. This could actually work.

He reached out for Keeley. "You know what? I won't." He glanced at the other couple. "I'm calling bullshit. Let's go. We're all walking out of here right now." He wrapped an arm around Keeley's waist and hoisted the equipment pack over one shoulder.

The other couple blinked and asked in unison. "Have you lost your mind."

Keeley laughed and shook her head. "Aw, hell, of course. He's right. This is bullshit." She hooked a finger onto one of his beltloops. "The only answer to an impossible decision is to not choose at all. Not picking between two fucked-up things creates a … what's it called?" She snapped her fingers. "A paradox. That's it. If Holt rejects the options, he creates our way to get out of here, because he's making a choice to ignore shitty outcomes." She angled her head and met his gaze. "By choosing to forge a new path. A choice is still a choice, right? This just happens to be something else." Her head jerked toward the first tunnel. "Come on. Let's get outta here." Reaching down, she grabbed the backpack with the food and water inside.

The other couple picked up their gear and fell into step behind Holt and Keeley. They barely cleared the entrance of the tunnel before a loud voice boomed overhead.

"Stop right there! Don't even think about going any further!"

This one is in the preliminary stages but I'm excited to see what the sages come up with for Keeley and Holt.

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye

Sunday Snippet: Insanity Personified

What an end to the month. Our weather has been wet and drippy for most of the week. Not complaining because we needed the rain. Of course, the dreary stuff hits the week of our county fair, which is my husband's favorite time of year. Then again, a little water falling from the sky won't deter him from going or enjoying himself.

Work finally slowed down a little and I had some time to catch my breath. I have a new copy edit and proofread combo I'm working on and should have a new project starting this week. I'm also expecting more on the developmental edit I've been working on. And … a project I had a hand in is finally uploaded for proof … after almost four and half years of rewrites and revisions. I'm so excited!!

Had several really great conversations with my daughter this week. I love hearing her ideas of what she wants from the future. This young woman has a good head on her shoulders and I'm so proud of her. Graduate school is opening her mind and eyes and I'm excited to see what she does.

Not a bad week of viewing. The time to catch my breath also gave me a bit of freedom to catch up on my slate of shows. I made almost a full round this week!

Caught two behind-the-scenes vignettes for Signora Volpe. I always enjoy seeing and hearing how things work and what the actors think about their show.

Watched an episode of Death in Paradise and enjoyed it. This is one I hadn't seen before, and I loved the way the mystery played out.

Started a new season of Silent Witness. Very interesting premise and I'm looking forward to the conclusion next week. I'll be starting Beyond Paradise after I finish the new season.

Enjoyed an episode of Elementary. It's interesting to watch Sherlock serve as an AA sponsor. And I really like Watson kind of stepping out on her own to solve a cold case.

Finished up the second part of the season four premier of The Batman. Kind of forgot Batgirl didn't really feature in these opening episodes. I think she makes a return later in the season.

Also caught an episode of Classic Rugrats. I only remembered one of the vignettes, so I enjoyed seeing the other two.

And that's pretty much it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Insanity Personified, a novella that tests the connection between a couple after they suffer a personal loss.

Here's the miniblurb:

Karren Burnette and Vito Neilson work for a very specialized detective agency—one that tracks down preternatural beings that commit crimes. When Karren gets hit with a personal loss, her superior officer pulls her off the streets because she's taking too many chances with her life and everyone else's. Vito steps in to act as a buffer, which doesn't make Karren or their boss happy.

And a preview snippet…

Karren Burnette crouched over the body of her best friend, Lorie Scott. "I'm so sorry, Lorie. I didn't get here in time." Her hand curled into a fist. "But I will find your murderer. I promise on my life." She got up and dragged in a deep breath.

I will not cry. Not until I find the bastard who killed Lorie.

Footsteps on gravel had Karren slowly turning around. Vito Neilson entered the dead-end alley, his hands shoved deep in his pockets. Karren closed her eyes briefly then moved to block Vito's path.

She put up a hand. "You don't want to see her." Hell, Karren didn't want to have the image of her dead friend burned into her brain … but she didn't have a choice.

Lorie had reached out to Karren. Lorie confessed fear for her life, had begged Karren to meet at the neighborhood bar they all hung out at, and all but predicted her own murder.

Someone or something had a very bad, no-good, terrible day coming in the near future. Karren would make sure of it.

Vito narrowed his eyes. "Right. Like you didn't want to see Nico?" He bit the words out, but they hit their mark.

As he'd known they would. Nico Cua died in a fiery car crash coming to see Karren from the university he attended. They were two months away from getting married. Vito had been tapped as the best man and Lorie as the maid of honor. Back when Vito and Lorie had been an item … and Karren and Nico were engaged.

She stepped to the side. "Fine. Just remember how that turned out." Not well … at all.

Vito started forward but paused. "I need the closure. Just like you did." His voice went raspy and gruff.

Karren gave a nod … because she got it. The need to confirm reality no matter how much it sucked. And, damn, did it ever suck. Even though Vito and Lorie had been apart for more than two years, they'd stayed friends. They kind of didn't have a choice because Karren worked with Vito for a very specialized detective agency. One that dealt with preternatural beings that often preyed on the average joes of society.

Lorie hadn't been an average joe, but Karren would bet everything she held dear—including Vito—she'd been a victim of a being with otherworldly power.

And Karren would dive into the depths of hell to bring Lorie's killer to justice.

I just started this one and I'm having fun going a little dark and broody for the opening of the story.

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye

Sunday Snippet: Infernal Madness

September has been such a weird month. Our weather is all over the place—again—and we're baking in high temps. Also have a drought at the moment. I mean the grass crunches when I walk on it right now.

I think we have our car issues solved. Mine is back with a new computer and we did end up with a total loss on the CR-V. Found one to replace that and we're getting everything in order to finalize the purchase. Here's hoping that ends our car drama for a good, long time.

Another super busy work week. Finished up a project and started a new one. I'm in a holding pattern for two more and I may have a new client for some writing coaching. Very excited about my calendar right now!

Did not have a great week of viewing. Too many things distracting me and needing my attention. I might have to start doing playlists instead of television shows. If I do the playlist thing, be forewarned, I have very eclectic taste in music.

I did get an episode of The Batman watched by starting the fourth season. This introduced Superman to the roster, which also means Lex Luthor put in an appearance along with Lois and Jimmy.

Caught an episode of Classic Rugrats. All three vignettes were new to me, which is fun. I feel like I must have skipped several seasons though because I don't remember watching or rewatching several episodes that really stand out in my memory. Might have to check to see if I did.

Also started an episode of My Life Is Murder. This is a two-parter and looks to end the fourth season. Looking forward to finishing this one up and waiting patiently for a fifth season. Fingers crossed!

And that's pretty much it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Infernal Madness, a novella that puts an established couple through an unsettling experience.

Here's the miniblurb:

A dreamweaver is wreaking havoc on a fae community with vividly disturbing waking nightmares. Tressa Epps and Monroe Headrick—usually in complete sync—are arguing over everything, but they're tasked with discovering who or what is behind the infernal madness the small village is experiencing … if the insomnia doesn't get to them first.

And a preview snippet…

Tressa Epps shifted restlessly in her bed. Dark images swirled in her mind. The room spun in dizzying rotations.

It's not room, Tress. It's you.

She managed to slow down and focused on the shape of the floor. An octagon with alternating black and silver stripes that started in the center and flared out to the baseboard. The walls were opposite colors with the darker shade meeting the lighter shade of the trim and vice versa. One single door accompanied each wall. Shadows played along the surfaces, bending and twisting the minimal light from … somewhere.

There are no windows. Why aren't there any windows?

Tressa fought the urge to spin in circles again. She trudged forward, her feet moving slowly, kind of like walking through water. Her fingers grasped the doorknob, twisted, and opened the door.

She walked through and entered … the room she'd just tried to leave. Whirling around, she headed for a different exit. The lack of equilibrium kept her off-balance and she stumbled and lurched toward the next doorway.

Taking a deep breath, she pulled the panel open and crossed the threshold … only end up back in the same room. Frustration drew a harsh cry from her throat. And she made another attempt with each different door … and garnered the same results.

She gave a low growl. "What the hell is going on. I can't be trapped. There's gotta be a way out." The spinning sensation engulfed her again and she closed her eyes, trying to make it stop.

But closing her eyes made the imbalance worse and she leaned against the closest surface and slid down to a crouch. Then she got down on her hands and knees and slowly crawled to the center of the floor. She sat where the points met in the middle of the room with her legs pulled up to her chest and her head bent forward.

Overwhelmed with a sense of hopelessness, she looked inward trying to find a logical reason she couldn't get out of the space. The floor shifted beneath her and her head snapped up when a screeching sound surrounded her.

The walls were literally closing in and she scrambled to get to her feet. But she couldn't move. Something held her fast while the room collapsed in on itself. The black and silver streaks rumbled toward her with increasing speed.

Tressa's eyes went wide, her heart hammered in her chest, and her mouth opened on a silent scream … then a flash of light blinded her…

And she jerked bolt upright in bed…

I just got started on this story and I'm so excited to take this journey with my characters.

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye