Fandom number 1: Sherlock Holmes
Jun. 19th, 2005 10:56 pmAfter the Wedding
After the third time I looked up from the agony columns to point out an item of interest to your empty chair I reached for the hypodermic. It's not as if you were sitting there grumbling through your mustache at my wretched habit, though it must be confessed that the drug has lost some of its savor without your disapproval. But solace me it must, lest I spend the entire evening listening for the skitter of your pen across the pages of your diary. Solitude is not the haven it once was for me.
I am lost without my Boswell.
( Thirty fandoms? )
After the third time I looked up from the agony columns to point out an item of interest to your empty chair I reached for the hypodermic. It's not as if you were sitting there grumbling through your mustache at my wretched habit, though it must be confessed that the drug has lost some of its savor without your disapproval. But solace me it must, lest I spend the entire evening listening for the skitter of your pen across the pages of your diary. Solitude is not the haven it once was for me.
I am lost without my Boswell.
( Thirty fandoms? )