Very Good, But a Tad Lumpy

The weather today was atrocious. We suffered two severe thunderstorms in four hours, which meant that I got shafted out of Criminal Minds, but I did see CSI:NY. The Tanglewood case was brilliant, and Carmine Giovanazzo earned his faux Emmy tonight. The story of him and Louie just had me fifty kinds of verklempt, and props to Louie for looking so tragic with the tape over his eyes.

The B case of the Croaked Banker in a Blanket was pretty much whitewashed by the Tanglewood arc. It was obvious that Zuiker put all his eggs in the Messer basket. They shoehorned it in as filler, and I cared not a whit about either the victim or the perpetrator. The uneveness of the episodes is going to come back to bite the show eventually.

The revelations in tonight's episode require that I revise my current chapter of Through a Glass Darkly... I may be writing CSI:NY crackfic, dammit, but I'll be damned if I'll write sloppy, Kaminsky crackfic.

Fic Excerpt: TAGD V

I managed 512 words of another Flack/Rebecca vignette, and now I need to revise what I've got of TAGD V. I don't know why, but I'd always thought Danny's brother was younger, and I'd written an entire segment wherein Danny was left in charge of Louie while Pops took care of "family business" and smacked him in the mouth for whining when Danny lit out for the basketball courts. Well, if Danny is the younger brother-and considerably younger, at that, if instincts are correct-that doesn't work. Based on the flashbacks in "Run Silent, Run Deep," Louie was clearly the alpha Messer, and Danny idolized him.

I also need to weed out 150 words of extraneous mush. Flack and Stanhope might lock lips under mistletoe at the staff Christmas shindig, but I doubt Messer would care, and even if he did or would, it has fuck-all to do with the plot at hand, which is a very crowded and tense waiting room. Just because it's pretty doesn't mean it fits. However, I am loath to throw anything away, even words, so here is the offending passage, preserved for posterity:



( Under the Mistletoe, and Won't You Mind That Corpsicle? )

I'm also incubating an idea for an Alice Longbottom fic. Obviously, my affinity for HP is not entirely dead.