I find this illogical

media binge

My mom's been recovering from sinus surgery, so we relaxed and mainlined a lot of fannish television this weekend:

  • Both episodes of White Collar. We're both excited about this show, although not for precisely the same reasons. (Well, some of the same reasons. She giggled in the same places and remarked on the attractiveness of Matt Bomer.)
  • The midseason semifinale of Psych, the second time for both of us, just because
  • Silence in the Library/Forest of the Dead and Midnight. I apparently found the last one forgettable when it first aired, because I had actually completely forgotten it, did not at any point remember anything about it, and am wondering if I somehow managed to skip over it. In retrospect, however, it has some really potent thematic foreshadowing for the finale, which we're saving to make sure we can watch them all at once.
  • This week's installment of Masterpiece Contemporary. Although we're mourning the temporary passing of Inspector Lewis, the Contemporaries do have the advantage of being introduced by David Tennant (actual quote from my mother: "I keep listening to his voice and then I don't hear what he's saying").

My strategy for NaNoWriMo this year is to write a whole lot of nonsense and have fun with it and make sure that my so-called plot is flexible enough that I can make my characters take a road trip at any time if I feel like it. So far this is working out pretty well for me.
  • Current Mood: dorky dorky
I'm sure Ho-Bob can fix broken refrigerators or HVAC systems. He probably has a plumber's crack and an annoying accent that takes at least 250 words to adequately describe.