It looks like I’ve got my writing mojo back! Hooray! Two fanfics in two days, though Sherlockians will be disappointed that they aren’t Johnlocks but Lewis fics. Never mind, there is more Sherlock to come, I am sure. In the meantime, I knocked off this shameless bit of slop and couldn’t wait to share it with you. I hope you like it as much as I do.
Here’s a little taster:
“They stared into the glittering surface of the river. A fish was lingering amongst the weeds. James could see the grey-brown sliver of its body amidst the golden shimmer of the evening light’s reflections. A pair of couples came out of the pub and sat down at the picnic table nearby, chatting together.
‘Tried on any new hats lately?’ Lewis asked after a while.
‘Hats don’t really suit me, sir,’ James said. ‘You know that.’”
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