Who are you? You can't be anyone normal. No one common or usual could spin something so dark, twisted, heartless and throbbing of fierce, bitter reality.

You put me in mind of the great writer Edgar Lee Masters, and his Spoon River.

Anne is heartless but has some truth.
It all seems a dizzying, dark oppression, not wanting to believe...can't entirely push it away.

Seeing myself, no, them, old and young, laughing and sad, dying, twists and lies, manipulation and anger...

I think you will be a playwright yet.

Superb work, worth of you. Altough a bit angst to my taste, i confirm my former opinion: You have a great talent to the "theatre", i remember your first fic "A play in two acts", long time ago... Congratulations, and i hope you might
continue. Thank for sharing.

Whoa. That was really intense! You did a marvelous job of putting a great amount of emotion into every word of your characters dialogue. You should have this performed somewhere! It would be great! I hope you do more stuff like this soon! Thanks!

Ah, it's been too long since I read a good Holmes story, so thank you. And a play at that! I've never read a Holmes play before. But I could picture much of it going on as I read it.
It was kind of like Sherlock Holmes meets A Christmas Carol, with the whole Old Watson watching Young Watson making mistakes in the past. Very cool.
One thing that bothered me was Watson not knowing his wife was sick. Consumption was so rampant at the time that he, being a doctor, would have known almost immediately what she had when he realized she was coughing up blood. He certainly wouldn't ask how she got it.
I do hope you will continue. Oh, and I love that Watson's son is named Arthur! Fantastic!

O_O

Damn, that was depressing...

Stupid Anne. *shoots her instead* >.

Oh my God. I can't believe Watson really killed himself. How horrible! But is this the only chapter to this play, or is there going to be another chapter? It was sad, very sad, but it was written extremely well. It read so nicely and it seemed real.

Wow... What a wonderful look at how the strong relationship between Watson affected the others in his life.

It's times like this that I really wish would support script format properly.

Wow! That's powerful stuff. Poor Watson. You're very talented.

That was done very well.

Oh, this is so very good. I love this style of drama; you really get to see what's going on inside the characters' minds. This one is so emotional, like a darker version of "Dr. and Mrs. Watson at Home." (if you haven't read it, I'd highly recommend it; it's a short comedic play in which Mary Watson confronts her husband about the time he spends with Holmes.)

Anyway, only one small quibble. You've set the play in 1914, but Holmes's "death" and the Hiatus, during which "The Final Problem" was written took place during the early 1890's. Or is the story Watson was writing the actual account of his friend's demise, and not FINA?

In any case, excellent work.