Well, here we are living out all our old “if I only didn’t have to work” fantasies. (Except maybe for the one where you get naked and belly flop into a pool of lime jello.)
So, in between taking naps and trying not to eat everything in the house, my husband and I have been binge-watching TV shows on Netflix. But unlike the rest of America we are doing it for a higher purpose — we’re both writers so we’re calling it “research”.
Yeah, I said what I said.
Right now we’re researching the hell out of “Supernatural” — already on Season 3. Woo-hoo! Great cast, great writing, and according to Dean in Season 2, Episode 18 — great craft services.
Also, sadly, we’re finishing up “The Magicians” later tonight. LOVE this show, especially Quentin, Eliot, and Margo the Destroyer. Maybe we can get a GoFundMe site started to finance another season (or 10) just to frigging bring back Quentin (and, by extension, one of the hottest ships on TV — Queliot!). C’mon, you guys — it’s a magical world. Anything can happen!
And, last but not least — “Lucifer.” He is my favorite drama queen. My husband and I are both loving Lucy’s character arc, but it’s hard waiting for the most recent season to make it onto Netflix. Ugh. I want it nooooooowwwww!
So, how dare we call what appears to be a hedonistic waste of time “research”? Hey, when you write everything is research.
Three week trips to exotic places just to get “local flavor” for your next book ? Research.
Eavesdropping on people in public places (ah, the good old days) simply to hear authentic idiot conversations? Research.
Watching 72 hours of shoe fetish porn just to give one of your characters a “secret obsession”? Research.
Let me know what you’re binge-watching in the Comments.
Thanks for reading!