Back from Bouchercon, mytery conference in Long Beach. Estimated 1800 people attending, about 700 of them crime fiction authors. Panel after panel populated by writers (like the one above) and what was my favorite? A panel of TV people—the producer, actors, and writers of the TV show Major Crimes. The ballroom was filled with fans, like me, cheering when a small hint of a scoop was dropped (there might be a spin off with Provenza and Flynn). You’d think Provenza and Flynn were household names as applause erupted.
Can’t help it—stories that come to life on the television screen can grab me like no other.
A TV addict should never marry a television engineer. It’s like a giving an alcoholic a job as a bartender. OK, it worked for Sam Malone on Cheers, but that was fiction.
My name is Camille M., and I’m addicted to TV. Preparing this blog, I was shocked to learn just how serious my addiction is. Never mind that I pretend it’s research that every crime fiction writer needs to do; it’s embarrassing.
The Can’t Miss Shows, roughly in order:
1. “Homeland,” it’s like having “24″ back, with slightly less torture.
2. “Ray Donovan,” because who doesn’t love a Fixer with a Boston accent?
3. “Hawaii 5-0,” to pretend James Caan is back, and therefore, so is The Godfather.
4. “Revenge,” because I’m Italian and need a good laugh.
5. “Criminal Minds,” for the philosophical wisdom as they fly to the scene.
6. “Law & Order, SVU,” because it’s the only L&O left.
7. “The Good Wife,” because now and then I need a courtroom.
8. “Major Crimes,” because now I’ve met the writers.
9. “Blue Bloods,” in spite of Tom Selleck, who still SIGHs as if he’s Jesse Stone.
10. “Covert Affairs,” for Annie’s Manolo Blahniks.
11. “White Collar,” because it’s set in New York.
And let’s not forget
12. Reruns of “Flashpoint,” for Hugh Dillon.
13. “Blacklist,” for James Spader.
I’m lucky I don’t like comedies, even when crimes are involved (ix-nay on “Castle” and the like). Won’t watch talk shows; vampires; fantasies; reality shows; or any dancing or singing amateur talent. (I got that last category out of my system with Ted Mack.)
In case you’re wondering how I manage watching all these shows: my TV engineer husband’s latest achievement is providing the means (schematic on request) to record 16 different shows simultaneously. It’s a wonder we have room in the house for books.