[identity profile] mafief.livejournal.com
Canon Story: The Boscombe Valley Mystery
Title: Meeting
Author: Mafief
Rating: G
Warnings: none
Author’s Notes: Sherlock Holmes was pacing up and down the platform and their meeting interested me. I’m fairly that someone has written about this before, but I haven’t so here I go.


“Focus. Who uses of weather and pastoral views as a reason? He hasn’t cared about that in the past. Focus on the trifles of this case, not on the possibility he will-“

Holmes spots Watson watching him from across the platform and his agitation melts away. Quickly turning to cough, he hides his relief before going to meet his friend.
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This week we are reading The Boscombe Valley Mystery. It carries the themes of ill gained fortune and dark character traits.

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[identity profile] gardnerhill.livejournal.com
Title: Boscombe Valley Mystery: Ulterior
Author: gardnerhill                        
Word Count: 60                     
Rating: G
Warning: None
Summary: Major Morstan didn’t raise any stupid kids.

***

I got John out the door by confirming his wishes on the matter in seconds; he was off to Mr. Holmes for a few days.

I was on the ‘phone before the hansom was out of earshot. “Darling, he’s gone. I’ll be there in the hour. You’re at the same hotel? Splendid.”

And soon I was listening to Emmeline Pankhurst.  
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This week we are reading The Boscombe Valley Mystery. It carries the themes of ill gained fortune and dark character traits.

Boscombe_Valley )
[identity profile] godsdaisiechain.livejournal.com
Author: [livejournal.com profile] godsdaisiechain
Canon story: The Boscombe Valley Mystery
Title: No Lies Between Us
Rating: G

James confessed. Everything.  “I don’t want lies between us,” he explained.

Miss Turner’s lip set in a narrow, hard line as she listened.  “So she either lied then or is lying now.”

James hung his head, his heart throbbing painfully.  Then a light, warm hand settled on his.  “I do love you, James, but you need to speak with Father.”
[identity profile] thesmallhobbit.livejournal.com
Canon Story: The Boscombe Valley Mystery
Title: Newspaper (the serialisation of the Private Journal of Dr Watson)
Author:thesmallhobbit
Rating: G
Message from the Sloth: Our apologies to our subscribers, in the temporary absence of our Editor, there may be a delay in responding to correspondence.

Holmes expressed his surprise that no-one joined our train compartment.  However, since every seat was covered in newspapers and I would have suffered the same fate had I not objected somewhat vociferously, I was not surprised.  I had indeed hoped to peruse one or two of the racing pages when Holmes finished, but he quickly removed them from my reach.
 
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[identity profile] scfrankles.livejournal.com
Canon Story: The Boscombe Valley Mystery
Title: Regeneration
Author: [livejournal.com profile] scfrankles
Rating: G
Author's Notes: “And the practice?” “I do my neighbour’s when he goes. He is always ready to work off the debt.” (STOC) “I have no doubt Jackson would take my practice.” (CROO) "Oh, Anstruther would do your work for you.” (BOSC) So why does the neighbour abruptly change from Jackson to Anstruther? And what does the neighbouring doctor do when he’s away from his practice..?


There was a new face next door.

“Hello!” smiled Watson. “Jackson gone, has he, Doctor..?”

“Er…” The new doctor looked sideways. “An…struth…er..? Yes, Anstruther!”

He opened Jackson’s blue cabinet and stepped inside.

“Sorry to dash; I’ll be back soon. Same arrangement as before all right?”

The door closed, and the cabinet faded away.

Watson simply stared.

“Fine by me, Doctor.”
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[identity profile] scfrankles.livejournal.com
Welcome once again to my poetry page!

I hope each week you will read Dr. Watson’s delightful narrative and then go on to write a poem related to it in some way. All forms of poetry are permitted, and further down the page there is a selection you might like to consider using over the coming weeks.

Unfortunately there is no contribution from my housemaid Rachel this week. She has been very busy lately with her Women In Service Poetry Group, and I believe today she is holding a meeting titled ‘Brainstorming Your Ballad’. I am sure you will join me in wishing her well with that, and we will hopefully see her next time.

Instead, here is a new poetry form to try. I understand some distress was caused by my most recent choices of form and so this time I thought we should attempt something a little more flexible: free verse.

Shadow Poetry gives this definition:


Free Verse is an irregular form of poetry in which the content is free of traditional rules of versification, (freedom from fixed meter or rhyme).

In moving from line to line, the poet's main consideration is where to insert line breaks. Some ways of doing this include breaking the line where there is a natural pause, or at a point of suspense for the reader.




Here is my example poem:


Run free, little verse
Through 221B!
Over chemicals, a violin, a consulting detective…
Over moustachioed doctor, medical supplies (a bottle of brandy)...
Over curtains, over mantel, over…
(Great heavens)
An enormous pile of papers left in the middle of the floor.
You jump!
And trip!
And fall.
Yes, sadly, little verse—this is where the line
Breaks.




But you do not have to use this form, if you do not wish to. Any form of poetry is welcome this week—and every week! Here are a few suggestions for you:

221B verselet, abecedarian poetry, acrostic poetry, alexandrine, ballad, beeswing, blackout poetry, blues stanza, bref double, Burns stanza, call and response, chastushka, cinquain, circular poetry, clerihew, colour poems, concrete poetry, Cornish verse, curtal sonnet, diamante, doggerel, double dactyl, ekphrasis, elegiac couplet, elegiac stanza, elfje, englyn, epigram, epitaph, epulaeryu, Etheree, fable, Fib, florette, found poetry, free verse, ghazal, haiku, In Memoriam stanza, Italian sonnet, jueju, kennings poem, lanturne, limerick, lyric poetry, mathnawī, micropoetry, mini-monoverse, musette, palindrome poetry, pantoum, Parallelismus Membrorum, poem cycle, quintilla, renga, riddle, rime couée, Schüttelreim, sedoka, septet, sestina, sonnet, tanka, tercet, terza rima, tongue twister poetry, triangular triplet, triolet, Tyburn, villanelle



Please leave all your poems inspired by The Boscombe Valley Mystery in the comments on this post. I look forward to seeing them!


Warm regards,

Mrs. Hudson
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[identity profile] scfrankles.livejournal.com
This week, the canon story we’re looking at is The Boscombe Valley Mystery and the chosen topic is Victorian Literature and Authors.

Discussion continues... )
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[identity profile] okapi1895.livejournal.com
Title: An Unclean Shave
Canon Story: The Boscombe Valley Mystery
Summary: Holmes isn't the only one who notices the effects of a right-sided bedroom window. POV Miss Turner.

Thank goodness, an answer to prayer! I am certain he will uncover the truth and wake James from this wretched nightmare!

“Oh, Mister Sherlock Holmes!”

Now, which one of them is he?

Him? No, surely a great detective can give himself a more precise shave than that. Let’s hope it’s other one.

“I am so glad that you have come…”

[identity profile] gardnerhill.livejournal.com
Title: The Boscombe Valley Mystery: Grace
Author: gardnerhill                        
Word Count: 60
Rating: G
Warning: None
Summary:  There’s all sorts of poor, helpless worms.
                                                                                       
***

Watson avoided a fatal bullet in Afghanistan. He came to London, and in meeting him I avoided one myself.

For I have seen solitary addicts dying in slums, and aristocrats’ overdoses disguised as illness by relatives to hide empty lives and lonely deaths.

How often have I paraphrased Baxter:

There, but for the grace of John Watson, goes Sherlock Holmes.
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[identity profile] scfrankles.livejournal.com
This Sunday, 30th October, we'll be posting our 60 word ficlets for The Boscombe Valley Mystery.

With his wife's blessing, Watson abandons his practice to accompany Holmes on a trip to Herefordshire. But this is no mere holiday, of course. Mr. Charles McCarthy has been found dead and his son is suspected of his murder. Can Holmes discover if the young man is indeed the guilty party?

If you haven't tried 60 for 60 before, full information - including our schedule - can be found on our profile. But in essence: you read ACD's story and then you write a 60 word story inspired by it! You don't have to post a story every week - just join in whenever you feel like it.

Each Sunday we will also have our weekly discussion post, where we discuss a topic inspired by the canon story. And there’s Mrs. Hudson's Poetry Page too - any poems written about this week’s story can be left as a comment on her post. Her housemaid and contributor Rachel is unfortunately not available this week, but instead there will be a new poetry form to try: free verse.

You can choose one activity, or have a go at everything. Or just come along and read the 60s! (And have a chat in the comments.) All options are absolutely fine.

Hope to see you on Sunday. But don’t worry if you can’t join us then - we stay open for posting and commenting all week!
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I am much delayed in posting this drabble.

Canon Story: The Boscombe Valley Mystery
Title: A Woman's Intuition
Author: [livejournal.com profile] vaysh
Summary: Alice Turner is fastening upon Holmes.
Words: 60
Rating: G
Author's Note: The drabble references this line from the story: "Oh, Mr. Sherlock Holmes!" she cried, glancing from one to the other of us, and finally, with a woman's quick intuition, fastening upon my companion, "I am so glad that you have come.


"Oh, Mr Sherlock Holmes!"

Two gentlemen, so Mr Holmes has brought along his friend, the doctor. The younger, stouter man keeps to the shadows, eyes trained on his leaner, older companion. Is the great detective such a humble man? But his shirt collar is rucked up; the buttons to keep the points attached are left unfastened. For a stethoscope, presumably, slung around the neck –

"I am so glad that you have come."

[identity profile] morelindo.livejournal.com
Canon story: The Boscombe Valley Mystery
Author: [livejournal.com profile] morelindo
Title: The Game is Afoot

I smiled at Holmes' choice of words as John read out the telegram with a delighted expression. Holmes clearly referenced my note to him earlier in the week, asking him to wire when he next had a case outside of London. I do believe the secret to a happy marriage is to not live in one another's pockets too much.
[identity profile] thesmallhobbit.livejournal.com
Canon Story: The Boscombe Valley Mystery
Title: Ross-on-Wye (as featured in the Marylebone Illustrated)
Author:thesmallhobbit
Rating: G

For those of our readers looking for a temporary escape from the city, we recommend the pretty little country-town of Ross.  The town, surrounded by spectacular countryside, boasts an impressive market hall, which dates from the seventeenth century.  A gentle stroll along the banks of the River Wye and a stay in a welcoming hotel would make the perfect break.
 
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[identity profile] scfrankles.livejournal.com
Canon Story: The Boscombe Valley Mystery
Title: The Cloth Vanishes
Author: [livejournal.com profile] scfrankles
Rating: G
Warnings: Truly terrible pun
Author's Notes: “...the incident of the vanishing cloth.”


Holmes’ new client owned a gentlemen’s outfitters.

“Our stocktaking showed that twenty rolls of fabric are missing,” he said. “You must find the thief!”

Holmes investigated and reported back. “I have considered the evidence…” He smirked. “You’ve been placing your orders for the rolls incorrectly.”

“Damn!” said the proprietor.

Holmes tutted. “Such language. And from a man of the cloth.”
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[identity profile] scfrankles.livejournal.com
Welcome once again to my poetry page!

I hope each week you will read Dr. Watson’s delightful narrative and then be inspired to write a poem related to it in some way. All forms of poetry are permitted, and further down the page there is a selection you might like to consider using over the coming weeks.


This week my featured form is riddle poems.

In the doctor’s story, we have the mysterious reference to “a rat” before Mr. Holmes explains the meaning behind it. And so I thought riddles would be appropriate this week.

Young Writers gives the following definition:

A Riddle is a type of poem that describes something without actually naming what it is, leaving the reader to guess. And it is a light hearted type of poetry which involves the reader. Riddles can be about anything, from Riddles about animals to Riddles about objects. There are no rules on how to structure a Riddle poem; a Riddle can be funny or it can rhyme, it depends on the person writing the Riddle.

Example Poem )



As always, this is simply something to consider for the future. Any form of poetry is welcome this week—and every week! Here are a few suggestions for you:

221B verselet, abecedarian poetry, acrostic poetry, clerihew, concrete poetry, epigram, haiku, limerick, palindrome poetry, riddle, sedoka, sestina, sonnet, tanka, terza rima, tongue twister poetry, triolet, tyburn, villanelle


Please leave all your poems inspired by The Boscombe Valley Mystery in the comments on this post. I look forward to seeing them!


Warm regards,

Mrs. Hudson
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[identity profile] scfrankles.livejournal.com
This week we’re having a look at The Boscombe Valley Mystery. I’ve typed up a few thoughts to get the discussion going—please leave your own ideas in the comments!

Discussion continues... )
[identity profile] tripleransom.livejournal.com
Canon Story: The Boscombe Valley Mystery
Title: Scenery Perfect
Author: [livejournal.com profile] tripleransom
Rating: G



Scenery Perfect

"Air and scenery perfect," read Holmes' note to me.

And so I followed him – as always – to Boscombe Valley and the heart of a mysterious murder. The trail was cold, but Holmes flung himself to the ground with all the ardour of a bloodhound.

Indeed, the scenery was perfect, I reflected happily as I observed his lean form from behind.
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[identity profile] scfrankles.livejournal.com
This Sunday, 1st March, we'll be posting our 60 word ficlets for The Boscombe Valley Mystery.

A telegram arrives for Watson, and soon he's abandoning his practice once again in order to assist Holmes on a case. Is young James McCarthy truly his father's murderer..?

If you haven't tried 60 for 60 before, full information - including our schedule - can be found on our profile. But in essence: you read ACD's story and then you write a 60 word story inspired by it! You don't have to post a story every week - just join in whenever you feel like it.

Each Sunday we will also have our weekly discussion post and Mrs. Hudson's Poetry Page. Any poems inspired by this week’s story can be left as a comment on her post.

You can choose one activity, or have a go at everything. Or just come along and read the 60s! (And have a chat in the comments ^^) All options are absolutely fine.

Hope to see you on Sunday ^^

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