I'll admit it. I burst into tears and said nothing coherent except for the word "no" for a full minute, at least.

Very, very well done.

Only in two places have I read music captured in prose in such a way as to let me hear and feel, if not the melody itself, then certainly what that melody would feel like moments after each piece, when nothing remains but the pattern and emotion of it remaining in my chest - or the feeling I get in the middle of playing in a concert which is going particularly well, when concentration on getting my own piece correct blends seemlessly into a clear cut awareness of the feel of the band as a whole, and a conscious acknowledgement of each note I hear is no longer erroneously deemed productive. (A rare occurence, at my low experience level.) This series of oneshots you is one of those places. I thank you.

...in a run-on sentence type way. xD Still, when I can sit in a running, ancient, noisy vehicle and feel the same sense of elation I feel when truly in to any piece of music - and from the written word, not said music - I feel you deserve high commendations.

I usually try to leave at least two sentences worth of a review, but in this one I find that the conveyance of an expression may serve better: xD

In some of these chapters (this one included) you have characterized Holmes with an almost boyish sense of mischief. While the degree to which you go might be considered 'out of character', I find the lines you explore quite refreshing, the more so because you explore so many aspects. :D

Dropping in now to say that so far I am loving these one shots of yours. They do indeed cover all ends of the spectrum; many are delightfully poignant, others refreshingly humorous, and all of them are wonderfully well written and explore the characters beautifully. I will try to tear myself from constant reading and leave reviews for more specific chapters which catch my fancy from here through to the finish. :)

In retrospect, this chapter, Holme's dream of being shot, Watson's failure to treat his friend, and the concert stand out especially. The humorous ones do as well, but sadly I cannot seem to bring to mind enough central ideas to identify them at the moment. Dx

This bit of writing is beautiful. The way you describe the music is so descriptive and filled with incite, I could practically hear the violin and the various emotions flowing (and raging) from it. The mental pictures that Watson describes are very fitting and vivid, helping to communicate the effect of the music further.

The bit at the end was lovely and effective.

I seriously burst out laughing at least a dozen times reading this. This, and the past three chapters, were hilarious. Oh my goodness-Holmes' reactions and behavior were priceless. The part with him despondently drawing random lines in his notebook-I couldn't decide whether to feel really sorry for him or laugh.

Poor Watson just wanted a change for once!

...WHAT? Why? Just no . Watson!

Lol! So much for professional conduct.

"I'm kind of observant." No kidding, Holmes.

Loved the line about "And he's going to have a damned fine headache, too..."

Priceless.

Holmes is surprisingly lucid, even in an inebriated state.

Brilliantly done Holmes, brilliantly done.

(Ouch...)

This story is absolutely wonderful! Each chapter, whether funny or a tear-jerker, is superbly written and perfectly in character! I really hope you're planning on writing more!

Chilling. You use words properly, putting aside the ones you don't need, instead of adding them anyway. The unsettled sense of being precisely where it is impossible to be comes across well, the description of a shattered Holmes' body is actually quite upsetting, particularly as it is precisely how Conan Doyle intended to leave him. Being broken ,missed and searched for and then being alone as an alternative and realising which was preferable, again; chilling. You continue to fail to disappoint with your writing:-)

Mrs P:-)

I actually got to this chapter by googling "William Sherlock Scott Holmes" and I must say that this was absolutely hilarious! Wonderfully succinct. Definitely taking time in the near future to read the whole fic!

Again, very well done. The idea that both men were "sleepwalking" through the hiatus is a compelling one. You pitch both men perfectly; Holmes secretive search for...what?Watson's 3 years shadowed and blurred by loss. And you really have the knack of crafting a memorable last line:-)

Mrs P:-)

Just beautiful. Your phrasing is always good, but in this chapter, it's phenomenal. I love this; you know that's how it was.