Monday, May 24, 2010
Muse packing it in
After eight seasons of 24, Kiefer Sutherland is packing it in - no more 24-hour ticking time bombs, no shuddering plot twists, no agonizing love scenes with women who just die anyway, no more shouting, torturing and shooting.
No. More. Jack Bauer.
Sexy Ian had his hands full last week as my muse after the mishap (linked here for you because hey, I like torture) and while he honestly came through, I need an avatar with a bit more aggression if I want to see these revisions across the finish line (again).
I figure after tonight, Kiefer's going to be bored. That post-24 feeling - a little lost, a little sad, a little stir crazy. I have no doubt I'll be able to relate.
So, maybe Kiefer and I could help each other out.
He's been my muse avatar a few times (much to my handsome hubby's head shaking dismay) but he does such a good job. He's hard on me, like he is with terrorists. He knows just how to break me - right before the breakdown. And well, yeah, I'm kind of crushing on him.
No writing tonight, though. You'll find me with a box of kleenex on the couch watching my modern-day MacGyver bring closure to eight seasons of ridiculous and brilliant television. It's ok if you don't agree - I'm not likely to share him :-)
The Book In My Bag Today: Imitation in Death, J.D. Robb