September 13, 2015
So… The Last Ship? Probably one of the best
season finales I've seen in a long time. I love this show! Now I have a whole
year to wait for new episodes. *sigh*
Not much else on
the television front. I'm patiently waiting for my superhero shows to return
and watching a lot of new stuff on Netflix. The new season of Longmire is now streaming and I'm two
episodes in. I love where things are going so far… stay tuned to see if that
changes. LOL
New Doctor Who episodes start the weekend.
Can't say I'm super excited to have a new season, but I'll watch and hopefully
be surprised. After investing so much time, I'll have to keep current with
what's happening.
I also started a
beta read on a great story for an author friend. Looking forward to finishing
it up this week.
Tonight's post is
from Dawn of the Son, a novella where
my main characters are imbued with the spirits of Apollo and Aurora.
Here's the
mini-blurb:
Apollo and Aurora
aren't supposed to get together, but the Universe has other ideas. When
everything starts to go sideways, two mortals personify the ancient deities and
balance is restored.
And a preview snippet…
Alston Saddington paced outside
the medical triage area. "She can't die." Not when his last words to
her were so harsh.
Yet Aleina Foyle hovered between
life and death. She'd collapsed after a particularly nasty argument and he took
full blame. She'd been tired lately, hadn't been getting the rest she needed.
Getting a group of unwilling and
reluctant group of people to sit down and talk options took a great toll, not
only on sleep but also on a relationship.
Frank Bollen rounded the corner
to the medical alcove. "Are you going to go sit with Aleina until they
move her or pace a hole in the floor?" He quirked an eyebrow.
Alston paused mid-step. "I
can't go in there. It's my fault she's not responding." He didn't care
what the doctors and healer said.
Frank snorted. "Alston,
you're an idiot. If she dies and you didn't bother to see her, or sit with her,
or hell, even just apologize for being a pain in the ass, you'll regret
it." He shot Alston a stern glare. "For the rest of your life."
Frank had a point. If Aleina came
around, she wouldn't have to know he'd even been there. But if he didn't at
least see her, even if he didn't say anything, he'd be exactly what she accused
him of being—an unhelpful student of the past. The very thing that started
their argument in the first place. And wouldn't she be pissed if he ignored the
urge to make amends, probably enough to…
Alston lips quirked. "Yeah,
because she'll come to haunt me." He met Frank's gaze. "Yeah, yeah.
I'll go sit with her until she's moved."
Frank clapped Alston on the
shoulder. "Good man. I'll stop by with dinner in about an hour,
yeah?" He started back toward the main base hub.
Alston called out. "Bring
some coffee. It's gonna be a long night."
Frank acknowledged the request
and Alston dragged in a deep breath. Aleina could wake up in the next few
seconds or drift into a deep coma. Whatever happened, he'd stay by her side. He
owed her nothing less.
Ducking into the room, he grabbed
a chair and placed it close to the bed.
Sitting down, he took her hand
and laced their fingers together. "Hey, Laney, I'm here." He squeezed
gently. "And I'm not going anywhere."
I'm kind of
enjoying the mystical qualities and playing around with them. Alston and Aleina
may not have as much fun. LOL
That's it for this
week.
Cheers!
Skye
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