So there we were in London. And I told
atlinmerrick that my muse had left me. And what did she say? " Just write anything. Write something about Sherlock's shoes. A 221B." I thought she was crazy. That would never work.
Two minutes later we were fishing for b-words to go with it and suddenly it hit me, the perfect b-word for a shoe story.
That night, while I was trying to go to sleep, my muse came back. And she had this neat little thing in her pocket.
So this is for Atlin, who is wonderful and brilliant and deserves all the hugs I can give!
Title:
As I lay me down to sleepWords: 221
Rating: PG
Warnings:
Pairings : Sherlock/John
Disclaimer: Sadly the characters are not mine and no money is made (that would be sooo cool!).
Summary: John has never given Sherlock’s shoes much thought. Until that night.
( John's thoughts on Sherlock's shoes ).