In which things are sticky.

I've been employing the spray glue and all I've accomplished is making myself grumpy and the kitchen sticky.

Changing the subject abruptly and completely.

Not so long ago, I began writing stories.

And Sherlock was left with no choice but to trust John. And he did trust him. He trusted John with his life.

I'm just getting back there (hopefully) recently, but I now understand when some authors tell me they don't remember writing a story (which I'd just read and given a rave review) because yesterday I was reading a story I wrote and at turns enjoying it, thinking I really should fix up that paragraph or Sherlock's characterization, and wondering where the hell that line came from.

It wasn’t even technically the anniversary of the day Sherlock hadn’t actually died.
( I'm wallowing a bit here. Read on knowing that. )

People:

The 1980s are not yet 'vintage'. I may sometimes feel 'vintage' but I am not. Neither is anything else produced from 1980 onwards.

Oh, icon preview in the new posting page. Cool.

Vid rec - keerawa did a vid from Sherlock's pov with a song that is amazingly well-suited to tell the story of John and Sherlock's friendship. It is wonderful and it is here: http://keerawa.livejournal.com/153597.html?view=1823741#t1823741

quarryquest and I were chatting earlier today and she was locationing the alley which the lads run down together whilst handcuffed. We realised (all credit to qq since I wouldn't have thought to wonder) that in the shot of them running off together then grabbing each other's hands - you know the one, it's when we get the 'Take my hand' line - those are the stunt men. I cracked up for serious. The most famous line/moment short of 'We're going to have to coordinate.' and it's not even Ben and Martin. Perhaps the stunt men slash during their off hours. :-)