Bit late, sorry. The Final Problem: Nervous Man, G

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The Final Problem

Author: tweedisgood

Nervous Man

G


I have lived by my wits, on my nerves. If I speak of a preference for a placid life, I deceive myself and my greatest - my only - friend; he surely knows it.

I will die by my wits, nerves tightly strung. I cannot live without them. Not yet. Perhaps, if ever he is free to join me permanently: perhaps then.

Comments

[castiron.livejournal.com]

Very nice! I like the structure in this one.

[hardboiledbaby]

Oh, so very true! Nicely done. :)

[wild-huntress.livejournal.com]

Ooh, I like the way you make use of Holmes' need for those adrenaline rushes- but of course even he would prefer to just retire off into the sunset (...excuse the mixed metaphors) *with* Watson. Nice!

[spacemutineer.livejournal.com]

my greatest - my only

It's the longing in this piece I like best. Very good!

[tweedisgood.livejournal.com]

Thanks. I started with those two phrses - living and dying by one's wits...

[tweedisgood.livejournal.com]

Even Watson couldn't resist a "saywhatnow?" moment there :-) Thanks

[tweedisgood.livejournal.com]

Sad that in canon it never happened :-( Thank you.

[tweedisgood.livejournal.com]

*Pets Holmes*

*stops because he doesn't like it*

Thank you.