Fic Rec: The Other Tenant, by tweedisgood
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221b_recsTitle: The Other Tenant
Author: tweedisgood
Pairing: Holmes/Watson
Length: 6,134
Rating: G
Warnings: none
Verse: ACD
Author's summary: “The Doctor made no mention of the other tenants of Baker Street when he began to write about Mr Holmes and his cases.” The Landlady, however, has quite a few things to say about one of them.
Reccer's comments: Are you as slackjawed with amazement as I am, to discover that there's a fic by tweedisgood that hasn't been recced here already? So. Tweed is one of the preeminent writers in ACD 'verse, with superb command of the idiom, of the characters' voices, and of the scientific, sociological, and ethical preoccupations of the era. This fic, a 2012 Holmestice gift for the lucky![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
coloredink, takes up some events at 221b as seen by Mrs. Hudson.
If you give Mrs. H's position and role some thought, it becomes apparent that she must be more than a maundering ninny; after all, she's the sole owner of a respectable property in the heart of London, and there's no Mr. Hudson in view. In "The Other Tenant," Mrs. H turns her eye on the relationship between Holmes and Watson, on Holmes's loneliness, on the Victorian interest in eugenics, and ultimately on the meaning of marriage and love. The moment in which Holmes takes her into his confidence -- the risk and the trust that moment represents -- just breaks me every time.
Excerpt:
When the Doctor and Mr Holmes took residence in the Spring of 1881, I had already let the ground floor to an oculist (who never seemed to have any patients) and the single set of rooms across the landing on the second floor. He had seemed respectable, reliable and sober, quite the ideal tenant, Mr Barnaby Forbes. So, in many respects, he proved to be; but as there is more to life than bread, so there is more to a harmonious house than neatly stacked crockery and a man who cleans his own boots. I came slowly to discover that I had unwittingly let a snake into the nest.
Read on the AO3.
Author: tweedisgood
Pairing: Holmes/Watson
Length: 6,134
Rating: G
Warnings: none
Verse: ACD
Author's summary: “The Doctor made no mention of the other tenants of Baker Street when he began to write about Mr Holmes and his cases.” The Landlady, however, has quite a few things to say about one of them.
Reccer's comments: Are you as slackjawed with amazement as I am, to discover that there's a fic by tweedisgood that hasn't been recced here already? So. Tweed is one of the preeminent writers in ACD 'verse, with superb command of the idiom, of the characters' voices, and of the scientific, sociological, and ethical preoccupations of the era. This fic, a 2012 Holmestice gift for the lucky
coloredink, takes up some events at 221b as seen by Mrs. Hudson.If you give Mrs. H's position and role some thought, it becomes apparent that she must be more than a maundering ninny; after all, she's the sole owner of a respectable property in the heart of London, and there's no Mr. Hudson in view. In "The Other Tenant," Mrs. H turns her eye on the relationship between Holmes and Watson, on Holmes's loneliness, on the Victorian interest in eugenics, and ultimately on the meaning of marriage and love. The moment in which Holmes takes her into his confidence -- the risk and the trust that moment represents -- just breaks me every time.
Excerpt:
When the Doctor and Mr Holmes took residence in the Spring of 1881, I had already let the ground floor to an oculist (who never seemed to have any patients) and the single set of rooms across the landing on the second floor. He had seemed respectable, reliable and sober, quite the ideal tenant, Mr Barnaby Forbes. So, in many respects, he proved to be; but as there is more to life than bread, so there is more to a harmonious house than neatly stacked crockery and a man who cleans his own boots. I came slowly to discover that I had unwittingly let a snake into the nest.
Read on the AO3.
