lazy weekend; thoughts on Holmes
Jun. 26th, 2011 02:01 pmHad a great time over at
lyrakristine's house; she's in town with her whole family, whom I'm quite close to. So nice to spend time with all of them again. It really only needed
angelthorn to make things perfect; in fact if A had been there I think we might actually have got round to Ly teaching me how to sew. Next time, I swear.
Got back home and am having a lazy day reading instead of painting or anything productive. Picked up Volume 1 of the Complete Novels and Stories of Sherlock Holmes at Fully Booked some days ago and just finished The Sign of Four.
( thoughts on ACD, gender and race, historical notes, and tragic conclusions )
The really sad bit is the last line of the story. Watson says, 'You have done all the work in the business. I get a wife out of it, Jones gets the credit, pray what remains for you?'
I was expecting Holmes to say something pithy about the work being its own reward, but I got this:
'For me,' said Sherlock Holmes, 'there still remains the cocaine-bottle.' And he stretched his long white hand up for it.
No wonder all the ACD canon fic is choked with angst. Damn.
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Got back home and am having a lazy day reading instead of painting or anything productive. Picked up Volume 1 of the Complete Novels and Stories of Sherlock Holmes at Fully Booked some days ago and just finished The Sign of Four.
( thoughts on ACD, gender and race, historical notes, and tragic conclusions )
The really sad bit is the last line of the story. Watson says, 'You have done all the work in the business. I get a wife out of it, Jones gets the credit, pray what remains for you?'
I was expecting Holmes to say something pithy about the work being its own reward, but I got this:
'For me,' said Sherlock Holmes, 'there still remains the cocaine-bottle.' And he stretched his long white hand up for it.
No wonder all the ACD canon fic is choked with angst. Damn.