‘Vikings’ Season 4 Part 2: Episode 11 Recap, “The Outsider”

Our favorite looters and pillagers are back!

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History's 'Viking,' Season 4B, Episode 11, Lagertha [Image via History] Have you ever had that moment when you realised you burned your bridges way too soon? Yeah, that’s how Ragnar Lothbrok (Travis Fimmel) is feeling in the Season 2 return of History’s Vikings.

Now, Episode 11 is a slow one and I still think History should have showed the time jump here at the start of the Season 4 return rather than in the mid-season finale. Episode 11 of Vikings is a slow one, but bear with it, because Episode 12 and 13 are much better!


We open with Ragnar still bellowing at his kids, asking them who wants to be king. What we discover is that while they may talk about killing their father behind his back, they will not actually do it when asked. So, what is Ragnar to do now he is still alive and still king of Kattegat?

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Preparation to Destination: The Arrival

Today has been a bitch of a day and I’m ready to start drinking early.  For now I’m stuffing my face with soup and mashed potatoes, which isn’t a good combo but it’s filling.

In the meantime…  the scene I’m starting today was finished last night, and since I’d mentioned that I wanted to do three days in a row where I wrote a thousand words a day, I started on the next scene, the penultimate one of the chapter.

Right here, right now.

Right here, right now.

Sure, I was sixteen words over a thousand, but that counts.  And this new scene I started–yeah, there’s something in there I thought I’d never write, but it came out and you’ll see it eventually.  Let’s just say Annie is becoming a big girl…

In the meantime–airport!  Let’s go!


The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016 by Cassidy Frazee)


Compared to the facilities at Amsterdam, Berlin, and Boston, Paris’ de Gaulle Airport was like a small city in of itself. Getting around the other three airports was relatively simple: drive up to arrivals, enter the terminal, enter the gate. At de Gaulle they drove past the most obvious departure point, Terminal 1, then passed two more terminals and a train station before arriving at their final destination, Terminal 2E.

Even then they had to reach their final final destination. After passing quickly through security—they were “pre-boarded and security checked” before arriving at the airport—they headed down to the station where their awaited the people mover that would take everyone to the next terminal where their airplane awaited.


De Gaulle is a monster that covers a whole lot of space:

Doesn't look like a lot from here, but it is.

Doesn’t look like a lot from here, but it is.

So the kids come in from the highway in the bottom left and drive up to where that pip says “Terminal 2”–and they still have to take a little people mover to their actual terminal, which is the area just above Terminal 2.  Like stated, this airport is a little more all over the place than the last few international airports they’ve visited.

And when they get there they discover they’re gonna lose a few people–


It was only while waiting for the people mover but they discovered not everyone was flying back to Salem. About a half-dozen students were met by a Foundation escort who would take them to the Paris jaunt station, and among those students were Penny and Alex. When Annie asked them why they were electing to jaunt back rather than fly, Penny told Kerry and her that their boyfriends would either be waiting for them or already there when they arrived at the school and after adjustment they would have a a few more hours together then they would otherwise. And as Alex pointed out, Annie and Kerry were already together: when they woke up their significant other would be in the seat next to them.

It made complete sense to Annie and Kerry that their friends would want to do this and didn’t begrudge them their departure. There were goodbye hugs and well wishes, and just as the people mover was pulling in Kerry handed Penny a list and asked if she give this to the kitchen when she arrived at school. Both Annie and Kerry waved to their friends as the people mover departed and headed toward their final destination: Hall L of Terminal 2E. None of the remaining students understood why they needed to come to this somewhat remote section of the airport to reach their chartered flight back to America.

As soon as they reached the departure gate and saw the aircraft outside, some of them—Annie and Kerry included—understood.

The aircraft they were taking back to the United States was a brand-new Airbus A380, a two level plane with twice the seating capacity of a 747. Kerry had seen pictures of these on the ground and at least one video of them in flight, but this was the first time he’d ever seen one of them up close. After staring at it for nearly five seconds he turned to Annie, who was staring back at him. “That’s impressive.”


It makes sense that Penny and Alex wanna get back to the school now because of their boyfriends.  Penny’s relationship is a year older and Alex is creeping up on nine months, so time to rekindle those suckers.  And as they point out Annie and Kerry are together, so there’s reason for them to fly home and get all adjusted in the coven.  It likely won’t be long before these two do the same.

Finally, they are riding in style on the biggest passenger aircraft built, the A380.  There’ll be more on that tomorrow, but for now just know–

It's big.  It's really big.

It’s big. It’s really big.

If you’re going home, this is the way to go.

Finally On the Road Again

Though I finish up the old scene today, the new scene is progressing nicely.  Last night was another thousand word evening, and I believe that’s the first time in a while I’ve done over a thousand words on two consecutive nights.  Since I’ve done that two nights in a row, tonight I’ll try for three because why not?

That said, since I’m twenty-three hundred words up on that scene, it’s time to finish off the last.  You’re gonna learn some new info about the school and there’s gonna be a bit of goofiness at the end, because my kids are kids and that shit happens some times.


(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016 by Cassidy Frazee)


Unlike last year this departure seemed far more subdued. The time of their Berlin departure—late in the evening with the near midnight take off—played a big part in the happiness surrounding that right; here they were leaving for the airport in late afternoon and would be departing the city around the start of the evening.

Annie was surprised by the number of students. Not counting Kerry and herself there were twenty-nine other students finding seats aboard the bus, with the majority of them coming from Åsgårdsreia coven. Annie was quick to notice Anna sitting next that Elisha, and while that didn’t mean anything—after all, there were a number of girls, like Penny and Alex, were sitting together—she hoped this was a hopeful sign of an impending relationship.

The one person Annie didn’t see was their friend Serafena Macrinus, with whom Kerry and she attended Advanced Spells. After a few moments she remembered that Serafina was a F Level this year. She had paid much attention last year, but she remembered hearing that the F Levels had left the night before because I had to return to the school a day early for an “exit interview”. Annie suspected that if there was an exit interview being conducted of all graduating students, no one human was conducting those interviews…


The sun is still up as everyone leaves for the airport and it’s only as they are about to take off that it’s about ready to set.  Because they are headed westward the sun will be up for pretty much the whole flight, though probably low on the horizon before it sets when they get into Boston.  Such are the joys of international travel.

Now, for this “exit interview”.  Yes, you have another “interview” at the start of your final regular year at Salem and if you haven’t guessed by now, it’s just as Annie suspects:  the same one interviewing you on the way out is the same one who interviewed you on the way in, which is to say you have another meeting with The Phoenix.  I guess after mentally torturing the shit out of you at eleven she feels she needs to do it again before you turn seventeen.  Who know?  She certainly isn’t telling anyone.

So the kids have something to look forward to in a few years.  Won’t that be fun?  When she gets to Kerry I wonder who she’ll want to see?  “Come on, Kerry.  Sure, I almost drove you insane, but that’s in the past.  Be a sport:  let me see how you look in this dress–”  Yeah, can’t wait for this.

they’re on the bus but things just ain’t the same–


After fifteen minutes everyone was aboard the luggage was loaded. Deanna and Erywin were the last to enter and sat opposite each other at the front of the bus. Within ten seconds of the instructors taking their seats, the bus began its journey toward de Gaulle airport.After a few minutes it became obvious that Kerry wasn’t enjoying the bus ride.  Though he didn’t appear sullen and they sat together holding hands, Annie sensed that he wasn’t himself.

She rested her head against his shoulder. “We’re going home, my love.”

He turned and gently kissed her forehead. “Yes, we are.”

His answer seemed so mechanical that Annie couldn’t go without speaking any longer. “My love, you have to let this go. Maybe they’ll respond next couple of days, but if they don’t—” She kissed his hand. “You have me. You will always have me.”

He seemed almost ready to give Annie a reply when Penny’s voice came from a few rows behind them. “Hey, mate, how ‘bout some to tunes?”

Alex chimed in. “You had the whole bus going last year. We could use some traveling music.”

It was then that Elisha spun around and knelt on her seat. “I really liked that too, Kerry. That was the first time I was ever in a situation like that.”

Anna turned and glanced back at Kerry. “What everyone else said. Let’s have some fun.”

He stared straight ahead for a few seconds before slowly turning to Annie, who said nothing but slightly raised her eyebrows in acknowledgment of what everyone else was saying.


Yeah, Kerry!  How’s about some music, oh Keeper of the Computer?  He got everyone in the mood the year before in Berlin, but if there’s someone who needs to be in the mood this year, it’s a certain Ginger Hair Boy.

It’s time to make a choice and he does…


Annie’s action was all he needed. He reached in his backpack and brought his tablet computer out of sleep mode. He punched up a few things on the display and within fifteen seconds a rhythmic drumbeat began filling the passenger compartment. He stood and adhered the tablet to spot directly above Annie’s window before stepping into the aisle. He waited until a second rhythm overlaid the drumbeat before he stepped back into the aisle between the seats. “Okay, everyone.” He looked from front to back then turned and smiled at Annie. “Let’s get this freakin’ party started.”

He pointed at the computer and flipped his hand upward as if tossing something into the air causing the music volume to double. He walked two thirds of the way to the front where a smiling Erywin and Deanna looked back. “You might want to put up a privacy screen: it’s gonna get loud.”

Deanna seemed unconcerned. “It’s not bothering me.” She looked across the aisle. “How about you?”

“I grew up with loud music.” She shook her head. “Play away.”

Annie watched Kerry spin on his heel and face everyone else in the bus. She expected him to rejoin her as he had when they were making the nighttime trip to the Berlin airport, but instead as soon as the song’s vocals began, Kerry began singing along. She didn’t recognize the song first, but she knew it by the second verse of lyrics: He’s singing Take Me Home. He’s celebrating our return.

By the time the first course began everyone on the bus for singing along as best they could. Unlike when he performed at Ostara, Kerry’s voice didn’t benefit from autotune, but he didn’t seem to mind the moments when his voice appeared to waver and even turned slightly off-key. He say with tremendous gusto and when he got to the lyric about being a prisoner his entire life, Annie heard his voice crack likely due to the emotions churning within.

As that song ended and the drum intro to Sara Bareilles’ Brave began he plopped down in his seat next to Annie. He rested his right fingers against her cheek as he turned her toward him so they could share a long, passionate kiss. It was only when he broke the kiss that he finally wrapped his arm around Annie and pulled her close to snuggle. “You were right.”

She glanced up and over her shoulder. “About?”

“About me putting this behind me.” He rubbed his cheek against her hair. “We’re going home and that’s all that’s important.”

She settled back against him. “I thought you’d realize something by now.”


She looked out the window at the passing Parisian scenery and smiled. “That I’m always right.”


So, Kerry has his Disney moment.  Somewhere on a bus leaving Paris he decides to tell all that’s been happening to him to fuck off, cranks up the tunes, and then sings along with the music while getting everyone else to join in.  Were this a Netflix series–and that’s how I see this now, because there’s way too much to tell in a three-hour movie, I need about ten to twelve–this would be a pretty grand moment, just as when they were leaving Berlin under the cover of night and the music of Arcade Fire.  And then he drops down next to Annie, snuggles with her, and is reminded that she is always right.  Always.  Never argue with Annie ’cause you will lose.

Which, by the way, is how things are with the Real Annie.  Those last three lines?  Yeah…  I’ve had that conversation, with me being the one saying, “What?”  Both the Annies Are Always Right.  Believe it.

"I thought you were only right when you were a fictional character?" "You have a lot to learn, Bringer of Kerry."

“I thought you were only right when you were a fictional character?”
“You have a lot to learn, Writer of Witches.”


And so you can have a little traveling music, here are the selection.  First one by Phil:


And the second one by Sara:


And with that we finally get to the airport and say out goodbyes–

‘The Walking Dead,’ Season 7, Episode 6: “Swear”

Well, it is called “Swear”, so… fuck this episode.

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AMC's 'The Walking Dead,' Season 7, Episode 6, Oceanside Cabin Motor Court [Image via Gene Page/AMC] Here’s what I thought of Episode  (entitled “Swear”) of AMC’s The Walking Dead, Season 7.

Surprise! A new community is added to the long list of Walking Dead groups that just seem to be pouring out of the woodwork of late. Remember those days where Rick’s group just wandered about without bumping into any survivors at all? Yeah, this is not how it is going down in Season 7 of The Walking Dead.

CF:  You can’t swing a dead cat without hitting a survivor’s group these days.  There’s gotta be plenty more out there, so don’t stop now, AMC!

So, Tara (Alanna Masterson) and Heath (Corey Hawkins) are two weeks on the road and have absolutely no idea at how much the Saviors have fucked things up back at Alexandria. They haven’t found much by the way of supplies either. Tara wants to…

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Back to the Departing Grind

The long holiday is over this time to get back to work.  This feels so strange for me right now because everything went so quickly and I don’t know why.  I think it’s due to actually doing some stuff this holiday, rather than sitting around the apartment doing nothing like I’ve done past.  It’s just that it doesn’t feel like I have done anything.

Also, I woke up this morning feeling like I normally do when I’ve been drinking.  The but yesterday I didn’t drink.  I think it’s my body trying to tell me something–

One thing I did do was add one thousand, two hundred, and seventy words to the next scene which is a new scene.  It took longer than I thought it would but still: almost thirteen hundred words in about two and a half hours.  And in doing so I passed the seventy thousand word mark.

Here it is in all it's glory.

Here it is in all it’s glory.

If I stick to the rate at which I’m writing now, it’s entirely possible that I’ll hit ninety thousand words before the end of the year.  That wouldn’t be bad: nearly a hundred thousand words in six months time.  At that rate, I’ll finish this novel up at the end of next year.  Hey, at least it’s a goal.

But I’m not ready to show you the new scene yet.  Sure, you get to see a little of the above, but were not quite there at the moment.  All I’m going to say about the new scene is you are going to be extremely surprised at how Annie and Kerry traveled to Boston.

In the meantime, let’s get back to thinking about the psychological issues this boy is undergoing:

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HBO’s ‘Westworld,’ Season 1, Episode 9, “The Well-Tempered Clavier” Recap

Penultimate Time!

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HBO's 'Westworld,' Season 1, Episode 9, Maeve [Image via John P. Johnson/HBO] Welcome to my recap of HBO’s latest offering, Westworld. Here’s what I thought of Episode 9 (entitled “The Well-Tempered Clavier”) of Season 1.

Bernard (Jeffrey Wright) is bringing Maeve (Thandie Newton) back online to discuss what went on in Episode 8. But Maeve is onto it and reminds Bernard they have been here before. And so begins the quest for Bernard to find out who he really is because Dr. Ford (Anthony Hopkins) has wiped his memory and Maeve has to remind him that he is a host. She then instructs Bernard to put her back on the Westworld floor.

Once Bernard does this, Maeve hunts down Hector. She opens the safe for him and shatters his world because he has been chasing this safe forever and all for nothing. Because that is exactly what is inside the safe: nothing. This means she has…

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The Unspoken Problem

The Thanksgiving holiday in the U.S. is almost over and I’m wondering where it went, for this year it seemed like I was out doing something every day.  I haven’t done anything today, but I need to mail out a package and then do laundry ’cause I’m out of clean knickers.  And a girl can’t have that.

Oh, and yesterday I had my nails redo because the mani/pedi I’d had the week before sucked.  The one I have now is much better and even though the place I went to was a bit pricey–though probably not more than what I’d paid the week before–I loved the staff and the treatment, and they even squeezed in time for a brow waxing.

Oh, and they had wine.  You should always have wine when you're getting your nails done.

Oh, and they had wine. You should always have wine when you’re getting your nails done.

Also, last night, I finished the first scene of Chapter Six.  All it took was 1,159 words, which was a lot more than I expected to write, but write it I did.

It's all here, for reals.

It’s all here, for reals.

I’m also within a few hundred words of seventy thousand words, which means I’ll likely hit that mark today.  I hit sixty thousand on 9 November, so I wrote ten thousand words in nineteen days for an average of 3,685 words a week.  It’s still a bit below my old average of about five thousand words every week, but between 9 November and yesterday there were five days where I didn’t write towards the novel.  Knock that down to fourteen days and my average comes up to–why, exactly five thousand words a week.  Booyah.

Getting back to the excerpts and the kid’s departure from their Hotel in Paris, who came up and greeted Annie?  Well, let’s find out:


(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016 by Cassidy Frazee)


She turned and found Erywin standing behind her slipping her mobile into her purse. “How are you, Professor?”

Erywin gave Annie a slight smile; it was necessary when they were around other students to be addressed by her title, least they believe Annie was getting some sort of preferential treatment. “Doing well, thank you. I just received a text from the Headmistress—”

“Where is she?”

“She’s out of the airport meeting with a few caseworkers and receiving numbers from the flights on the way into Boston. Turns out we have thirty-nine A Levels coming in.”

A slight smile emerged upon Annie’s face. “That’s more than we had last year.”

“And quite a bit more than we had your year.” Erywin glanced around the hotel lobby at the students waiting for the bus to the airport. “We also have two students coming in from China: from one from Macau and one from Shanghai. It’s a rare thing when we get one student from China; now we have two.”

“Why don’t we have more students from China?” Annie had always found it a bit surprising that the country with the largest population in the world appeared to have so few Aware children.

Erywin shook her head. “We can discuss this when we get back to the school.” She looked about once more. “Where’s Kerry?”


I’ve known for some time why there aren’t a lot of Aware kids winging in from the People’s Republic of China and that issue will get addressed at some point in this novel.  Needless to say it’s likely going to be a bit surprising, though probably not when you think about it.

I already have my new kids set in their covens and my attendance totals updated, because that’s something I’ve spent a couple of days working upon.  And Phee may–well, you never know what she’s gonna do.  Okay, I do, but you don’t.  I’m funny that way.

Now, where is Kerry?


Annie looked past Erywin towards the hall leading to the staircase. “He’s coming down in the lift with the luggage.”

Erywin stayed focused on young girl for her. “I’d of thought you would come down together.” It was only when Annie didn’t answer that she pressed ahead. “What’s wrong?”

Annie moved closer so she could speak in a lower, softer tone. “While we were at dinner Kerry sent the text to his parents last night. They didn’t respond by the time we returned, so he text again this morning—and they didn’t respond.” She looked away for a moment as she drew in a breath. “He sent out another text while we were at lunch—”

Erywin didn’t need to hear more. “And they haven’t responded.”

There was the barest of nods from Annie. “Yes.”

A look of disgust formed upon Erywin’s face. “Son of a bitch.” She shook her head out of frustration. “Do these wankers have any idea what they’re doing to this boy?”

Annie did her best keep her emotions from showing, but her eyes betrayed her anger. “Since they’ve ignored three of this texts, I believe the answer is yes.”

Erywin leaned slightly forward: while she didn’t want to give the appearance that she was having a serious discussion with Annie, she didn’t want the other students to overhear the conversation. “Is he really bringing down the luggage?”

“He is, but…” Annie close her eyes and sighed. “He asked me to come down ahead because he didn’t want me to see him upset.”


Kerry is still trying to connect with the parental units and they are still blowing him the fuck off.  Annie knows he’s upset, but right now she figures he needs a moment alone because he’s been on an emotional roller coaster for three days and likely needs to get it all out of his system.  Sure, Annie could let him cry upon her shoulder, but sometimes you gotta give that significant other a little personal space even if their are your OTP and soul mate forever.

We know Erywin isn’t happy with what’s happening either and she has something to say–


Erywin padded Annie on the shoulder twice. “Sounds like he needed a moment alone. He knows if you had stayed, you’d have done everything possible to cheer him up and he probably wasn’t ready for that.”

Annie swallowed hard as she glanced away. “Ever since arriving blaming himself for his parents not saying goodbye.” She looked at Erywin, her eyes cold and angry. “I’ve done everything I can to convince him is not at fault—”

“Still he feels guilty, as if there was something he could’ve done to prevent that from happening.” Erywin scratched her forehead. “It’s a common response among students who have suffered—” She hesitated for a few seconds before finally saying the words. “Among children whom are suffering from mental and emotional abuse.”

A moment of silence passed before Annie was able to speak. “So you do believe he’s being abused.”

“At the moment it’s only an opinion.” Erywin glanced around to see if anyone was listening. “If Kerry were to allow me to counsel him, I could make a case for parental abuse.” She exhaled a soft sigh. “It’s getting him to agree to counseling that’s difficult.”


Finally, a professional says it:  Kerry is being abused both mentally and emotionally.  The whole “We’re just going to leave you go to school and not say a thing” is nothing but a dick move designed to work his feelings, and it’s working wonders.  Also, Erywin recognizes that he appears to blame himself for their dickish actions, which is something an abused person often does because they internalize that they are the cause of the dickishness being fostered upon them.

It’s not a secret that Kerry isn’t at fault for anything.  He came out as a witch and his parents had a silent shit fit for most of the summer that eventually escalated into a massive crap attack once his mom discovered that Kerry could do real life changing things.  But rather than sit down like adults and discuss the matter with him, they figure they can work his last nerve until he breaks down and asks for some kind of forgiveness.

It’s like they discovered he’s gay and they can’t handle the gayness–though it’s far more likely they’d handle that far better than the whole witch thing.  At least there wouldn’t be a hidden fear that one day–

Yeah, that.

Yeah, that.

Hey, I said I was gonna make these kids suffer and I ain’t lying.  And what doesn’t kill you tends to fuck you up and give you unhealthy coping skills, but we’ve a ways before we get to that mess.

It’s just a matter of when–