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I currently have 42 works posted on AO3. Choose a random number - no peeking! - between 1 (most recently posted/updated) and 42, and I will tell you three random things about that story.
The majority of my stuff is not there, including 98% of my Dresden stuff, but what's there tends to be longer, so I should have more to say about it.
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I currently have 42 works posted on AO3. Choose a random number - no peeking! - between 1 (most recently posted/updated) and 42, and I will tell you three random things about that story.
The majority of my stuff is not there, including 98% of my Dresden stuff, but what's there tends to be longer, so I should have more to say about it.
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Date: 2013-05-29 03:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-05-29 03:08 pm (UTC)I wrote the majority of these during my week at the cottage, and it was the first fic I had written in a very long time, and the first for Sherlock.
I was stuck by how much of a father figure Lestrade was, and then I thought about how Mrs Hudson is a mother figure, and I liked the idea of both of them looking after their 'children', and comparing and contrasting them. There was originally going to be bridging scene where Lestrade came to tell Mrs H what was going and assuring her all was well, but I didn't end up writing in the end.
There is a conversation Sherlock and John have in the second part that's based on a discussion Mark Gatiss and Benedict Cumberbatch have in the Great Game commentary, about Sherlock's ability or lack thereof to drive. In series two, Sherlock ends up driving because Martin Freeman doesn't know how, so that conversation is very non-canon now. I am still slightly miffed.