I'm also not getting much reading done. I'm still reading Abducted and I probably will be for a while. I've only been reading a few minutes before bed each night. Instead, I've been catching up on American Horror Story. I was hooked on the show when it first came out but stopped watching when they had the clown season. I just don't do clowns. Honestly, I'd forgotten about the show but Netflix reminded me that I was several seasons behind and I've been binge watching ever since.
|American Horror, Roanoke|
I'm a little embarrassed to admit it, but over the last six days, I've watched Hotel (season 5) and all but one episode of season 6, Roanoke. I am absolutely Loving Roanoke although it's got me completely wigged out. I've even let out a couple of girly squeals of terror.
Between living so close to the Lost Colony and having an archaeologist for a father who was slightly obsessed with what happened to the colonists, Roanoke was a big part of my youth. We studied it frequently throughout my school years, we took countless field trips, and I remember my dad's excitement when they thought they'd found evidence of the colonists. (They hadn't.) Add in my love of horror stories (not the gore but the thrill of a good scare) and it's no wonder I'm loving Roanoke so much. But what I'm Really loving about it... is the Uber driver.