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Question: was it just the extra shots that John snuck in, or did Molly miscalculate for Sherlock on purpose in order to get them both hammered?

now that’s is a party i want to be a part of

She is so mobile and expressive and utterly gorgeous.

Mary Morstan’s perfect face

New trailer!

Who's the person he didn't think mattered? There's an argument for Mycroft, but I think it's Molly.

MASTERPIECE | Sherlock Returns Preview | PBS - YouTube

Things that are not. 

1. Don’t think that being published will make you happy. It will for four weeks, if you are lucky. Then it’s the same old fucking shit. 2. Hemingway was fucking wrong. You shouldn’t write drunk. (See my third novel for details.) 3. Hemingway was also right. ‘The first draft of everything is shit.’ 4. Never ask a publisher or agent what they are looking for. The best ones, if they are honest, don’t have a fucking clue, because the best books are the ones that seemingly come from nowhere. 5. In five years time the semi-colon is going to be nothing more than a fucking wink. 6. In five years time every fucking person on Twitter will be a writer. 7. Ignore the fucking snobs. Write that space zombie sex opera. Just give it some fucking soul. 8. If it’s not worth fucking reading, it’s not worth fucking writing. If it doesn’t make people laugh or cry or blow their fucking minds then why bother? 9. Don’t be the next Stephen King or the next Zadie Smith or the next Neil Gaiman or the next Jonathan Safran fucking Foer. Be the next fucking you. 10. Stories are fucking easy. PLOT OF EVERY BOOK EVER: Someone is looking for something. COMMERCIAL VERSION: They find it. LITERARY VERSION: They don’t find it. (That’s fucking it.) 11. No-one knows anything. Especially fucking me. Except: 12. Don’t kill off the fucking dog. 13. Oh, yeah, and lastly: write whatever you fucking want.

Matt Haig, “Some Fucking Writing Tips” (via framesjanco)

7. Ignore the fucking snobs. Write that space zombie sex opera. Just give it some fucking soul.

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Long but worthwhile link.

So okay. In sum. Over the weekend, the Sherlock team held a screening of the next season's first episode with a Q&A. The moderator, a journalist who likes to appear edgy, took a derisive tone overall, saddling the stars with an impromptu reading of a fan-written story, and mocking the fans and the enterprise of fan fiction. 

Two things about journalists/reporters/media. 

Thing one: the dichotomy between fans who like to create work based on a popular show, and the people being paid to do so, isn't actually there. In this case, the show itself is fan fiction riffing on the original canon. And one of the showrunners has done work under a pseudonym. The media would like to have the story of two sides pitted against each other, but it really doesn't seem to exist. It seems to me that the problem is a chip on the shoulder of critics against creators. 

Thing two: the non-stop press cavalcade needs to stop. There's an Internet. There's Skype. There are green screens. Even if you're not Beyonce and you need a bit of promotion, why on earth must artists be salesmen and go on rounds? I'd much prefer if they were able to focus on their job, and maybe did one long, relaxed interview. Cut that up and syndicate it for promotion, then put the whole thing in the extras to give people another reason to purchase. Let's maybe stop treating talent quite so much like performing monkeys and be grateful for the few artists who are actually gifted. 

Saturday’s madness with the Empty House screening was the not just the last straw, but a turning point....

http://ivyblossom.tumblr.com/post/98348940620/we-always-think-we-know-people-every-time-we

We always think we know people.

Every time we open our mouths, we reshape the shape people give us inside their own heads. Everyone, even someone we’ve just met, has a whole picture of us, a picture made up mostly of what they imagine about us, things they infer based on preferences, experiences,...

So since Anderson has been pretty well redeemed for us...

Doesn't that mean Sally was right about at least one of her judgment calls - about him?