Well… The Walking Dead returned with a killer
episode. Holy zombies, so much happened. LOL I didn't know what to really
expect and lowered my expectations but color me surprised by how incredible the
episode ended up being. Although, why is no one talking about how Carol is
pretty much responsible for wiping out a whole family? *grins* Not quite how it
went down, of course, but something to ponder.
Forgot to mention The X-Files last week for my Monday
night lineup. I, for one, have really been enjoying the six-episode run. Final
ep airs tomorrow and I actually rather hope we'll see another six or eight
episode arc in the future. Wouldn't mind seeing a few more familiar faces
either.
The other Monday
shows were suitably excellent. I'm staying interested in The Magicians and kind of love the various sides we're seeing. Also
thrilled to see Lost Girl and Bitten. But I watch with sadness,
knowing they're each in their final seasons.
Tuesday's The Flash ended up being terrific. I'm
kind of amazed the earth two turned out so well. Looking forward to seeing more
from that verse, if there is more. Also really want to see what the whole deal
with Jay is. Agent Carter's final
episode airs this week and the lead up to the finale turned out awesome. I
really hope Peggy gets to punch Vernon in the face at least once. Twice would
totally make the entire wait for a season three (if there is one) worth it.
Arrow continues to blow my mind. The whole tease at the beginning of the
season with Oliver standing by a grave now has so many possibilities my brain
hurts from thinking about them. LOL
Legends of Tomorrow keeps getting better and better. I'm
thrilled with how the cast is being utilized and the way the teams are always
mixed. Snart (or Snark as I like to call him) is a favorite and he keeps
growing on me more and more.
Gotham and Agents of SHIELD return
soon and I'm looking forward to both being back on my screen.
And, whew, that's
it for television this week.
Tonight's post is
from Kill Switch, a novella originating from the prompt—beaten up, jealousy;
the character(s) have the sudden and undeniable urge to let it out. Again, a fun prompt I wanted to run with.
Here's the
mini-blurb:
Karsen Hill and Theo Gordon live in a modern world full of
magic and mayhem. Torn apart by their circumstances, they still share a
powerful attraction and it will take a kill switch to keep their feelings at
bay. When a bar of the same name opens, the duo can't resist meeting to explore
their options.
And a preview snippet…
Theo stood before the fire,
blazing in the hearth, his gaze focused on the flickering tendrils of orange
and yellow. With his arms crossed over his chest, his shoulders taut with
tension, he gave up trying to let the dancing flames bring some peace and
warmth to his frozen heart.
A throat cleared. "You going
out tonight?" Toric moved to stand next to Theo, fixing his gaze on the
inferno in front of him instead of on the one standing less than a foot away.
Theo lifted a shoulder, the
leather of his coat creaking with the motion. "Don't know yet." He
wanted to escape, get away from his mother's prodding and talk of upcoming
nuptials. "Depends." On whether she'd back off or not.
Toric nodded. "She figures
she's found a loophole since you said you wouldn't marry until Teller left the
mortal coil. But setting a date gives her something to plan for, talk about,
and you know—"
Theo cut in. "Gloat and brag
to anyone who'll listen." Bitter bile threatened to choke him.
His dad cocked his head in
acknowledgment. "Well, yes. She wouldn't be who she is without sharing her
grand illusions." Toric folded his arms around his middle.
Theo snorted. "More like
grand delusions. Deandra barely tolerates my presence. If she shudders one more
time when I walk into a room, I'm going to lose the tenuous thread I have on
propriety and call her out." Why his mother thought he and Deandra would
ever achieve wedded bliss confounded him.
Toric shook his head. "She
means well, Theo. But she's single-minded and determined to get her way."
He paused for several long moments. "She's in for a pretty big wake-up
call."
Theo finally looked away from the
flames and glanced in his dad's direction. "How so?" If things didn't
go the way Meara Gordon wanted, she bulldozed her way through any obstacle.
Toric met Theo's gaze. "Look, son, your
grandpap isn't long for the world. Change is nigh. Your mother's machinations
continue or you can tell her to kiss your ass and get over it."
Right. As if.
Theo narrowed his eyes.
"What aren't you telling me?" There had to be a reason his dad would
risk intervening and basically advising against Meara's fondest wish—Theo
shackled to the darling Deandra.
Toric shook his head. "A
lot. But I'm bound to silence." He glanced over Theo's shoulder and
lowered his voice. "Your mother won't have much sway over your life once
Teller's gone. Think about what you want for your future and act
accordingly." Reaching out, he grasped Theo's shoulder then exited the
room.
Theo turned back toward the fire
and blinked several times, letting his dad's words sink in. He couldn't think
clearly about life after his grandpap died. Not here. Heaving a sigh, he spun
around and headed out of the study, crossing through the entry hall to the main
doors. A ride through the night and a stop at Kill Switch might shake the
cobwebs loose.
He had the door halfway open when
his mother's voice cracked behind him. "Where do you think you're
going?" The rifle-shot delivery had his teeth gritting and grinding.
He didn't spare her a glance.
"Out. You can call my cell if anything happens with grandpap."
Striding forward, he slammed the heavy oak shut, drowning out her sputtering
anger.
Inhaling deeply, he cracked a
grin. He walked to his bike and swung a leg over the frame before kick starting
the engine. No doubt he'd pay later, but the price for freedom didn't always
come cheap.
When he roared up the winding
drive to the main road, he decided he could live with the toll.
Kind of a longish
preview, but I'm happy with how this scene came together.
That's it for this
week.
Cheers!
Skye
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