July 19th, 2014

granada holmes

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I've been working through job sites most of the day, did a Skype interview for a job at the New School, and caught up on reading some fanfic including two nice short ones that are full of slices of life from unconventional relationships: one from Sherlock's and John's life (which with them being emotionally intimate and physically demonstrative but not sexually so) and the other with John and Lestrade having a friendship that looks (to some outsiders) like it's a bit more than that but really, truly isn't. I'll probably write up proper reviews at some point, but they were both refreshingly uninterested with boundaries and fitting into the different fannish boxes we draw. So that was a really nice way to unwind.

One of the things I've been doing a lot lately is listening to jazz. Today it wsa a Vince Guaraldi (as in, the Charlie Brown composer). SOme of the songs were original and non-Snoopy related. Some were almost covers or reimaginings of those soundtrack pieces, and it's them that have really caught my fancy. Case in point: "Charlie Brown's Wake-up," which is pretty much the same song that plays when Snoopy and Woodchuck try to get stuff together for the dinner in "A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving." "Little Birdie," I think it's called?

What I love about this, aside from the obvious attraction of nice jazz keyboard work, is that it's just similar enough to the canon song without it being repetitive. There's the sense of slipping into really well-worn jeans that are soft almost to the point of fraying but not quite, so they just fit. But at the same time, there's something new, it's beautiful and good. So it's like wearing those old jeans but paired with a new snazzy top you just bought and are wearing out for the first time and it's a bit more fun and exciting than normal. If I haven't pressed the metaphor to the point of absurdity.

Anyway, it got me thinking about fanfic and the BBC Sherlock show, which is really glorified fanfic in its own way. It's the stories that feel like coming home but at the same time feel like they're telling me something new as well, that I love most, I think. And that's what the music reminded me of.

Dunno if that makes sense, but it's the thought I've had in my head today so I thought I'd share.

Also, I finally got to the new chapters in earlgreytea68's "Working on the Edges." It's a John/Sherlock AU, but Sherlock meets The Cutting Edge, where the boys are both a washed-up hockey player and a washed-up figure skater. With just enough connections to the BBC show to make it interesting and new at the same time. It's a recently-finished WIP, and I'd read I think the first six chapters when I first discovered it, all that had been written at the time. Now it's finished so I started it again from the top and just now reached new material. And it's really kind of lovely and has me in a nice mood, but I'm going to put it away and try to work on my own stuff at last now.