TV, Writing and Relationships
I admit it: I like the show Castle on ABC. I won't stay home for it, but I will leave the TV on after Dancing with the Stars for it. I think it's because I'm in the literary field and it's nice to see my profession on TV. ;)
Tonight was the season finale. Boo.
The overlying story is a pulp thriller writer (Castle) needs some real-life research, so he pairs up with a local detective. She's cute, he's handsome. She's hard-boiled, he's a dashing flirt. There's chemistry. There's flashes of jealousy when other potential love interests are introduced. There's a great amount of tension. She starts to date another cop, but her heart's not really in it. Castle invites her to the Hamptons for the weekend, but she's going with her date. Well, it eats away at her, they solve a case where it's people having affairs because they can't talk to their partners, and her captain delivers the kicker, "And all this because none of them were brave enough to say what they were feeling." So she decides to dump her date, for good, and confess her feelings to him. Just before the denouement, his ex-wife and publisher walks in to take him off to the Hamptons for the summer.
My first feeling was, of course, sadness and regret. But then I got indignant. Why should she be the one to have to confess her feelings? Why does society expect the female to cave and be all fluffy? It kinda makes me angry.
Tonight was the season finale. Boo.
The overlying story is a pulp thriller writer (Castle) needs some real-life research, so he pairs up with a local detective. She's cute, he's handsome. She's hard-boiled, he's a dashing flirt. There's chemistry. There's flashes of jealousy when other potential love interests are introduced. There's a great amount of tension. She starts to date another cop, but her heart's not really in it. Castle invites her to the Hamptons for the weekend, but she's going with her date. Well, it eats away at her, they solve a case where it's people having affairs because they can't talk to their partners, and her captain delivers the kicker, "And all this because none of them were brave enough to say what they were feeling." So she decides to dump her date, for good, and confess her feelings to him. Just before the denouement, his ex-wife and publisher walks in to take him off to the Hamptons for the summer.
My first feeling was, of course, sadness and regret. But then I got indignant. Why should she be the one to have to confess her feelings? Why does society expect the female to cave and be all fluffy? It kinda makes me angry.