Okay, so I will admit to having never read a Sherlock Holmes book, although I've *seen* plenty of adaptations including The Young Sherlock Holmes, and the Chipmunk version in which Alvin gets to play Moriarty. With only the thinnest comfort in my knowledge of the source material, most of which is based in pop culture and film, I really enjoyed this. You've got a lovely, even hand with the writing. The characters were awesomly translated and I liked the way that you incorporated modern conveniences and contrivances while still maintaing the very particular flavor of the time period the source derives from.
The lye, for example! I loved that that was how Our Villian is confounded. "Your prose is almost Victorian at times." LOL! The way that girl!Sherlock is SO Sherlock. Going off on tangents and talking as if everyone is in her head and knows what she's going on about.
Also, I apologize for re-posting this chunk but I LOVES IT!!
Were you listening?” Sherlock stared at him again.
“When?” he asked, frowning. “While you were stripping?” John took a sip of his tea. “Afraid not. I wasn’t going to say ‘sallow’,” he added, as he moved for his chair.
“Yes, you were.” She went back to typing. “Your prose is almost Victorian at times.”
John set down his tea and picked up the remote. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“It’s not.”
He nodded and sat down. “How was jaundice vital?”
“I saw the itching cream in the cupboard.”
“But we already knew Simmons was the arsonist.” John was flipping through channels.
“That was how I knew where he was,” Sherlock said, still typing.
“I thought that was the soot.”
“You weren’t listening because I was taking off my clothes?”
John only glanced her way. “It’s distracting when you do that,” and he sipped his tea.
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The lye, for example! I loved that that was how Our Villian is confounded.
"Your prose is almost Victorian at times." LOL!
The way that girl!Sherlock is SO Sherlock. Going off on tangents and talking as if everyone is in her head and knows what she's going on about.
Also, I apologize for re-posting this chunk but I LOVES IT!!
Were you listening?” Sherlock stared at him again.
“When?” he asked, frowning. “While you were stripping?” John took a sip of his tea. “Afraid not. I wasn’t going to say ‘sallow’,” he added, as he moved for his chair.
“Yes, you were.” She went back to typing. “Your prose is almost Victorian at times.”
John set down his tea and picked up the remote. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“It’s not.”
He nodded and sat down. “How was jaundice vital?”
“I saw the itching cream in the cupboard.”
“But we already knew Simmons was the arsonist.” John was flipping through channels.
“That was how I knew where he was,” Sherlock said, still typing.
“I thought that was the soot.”
“You weren’t listening because I was taking off my clothes?”
John only glanced her way. “It’s distracting when you do that,” and he sipped his tea.
A great job! I really enjoyed it.