Her job was so stressful, and took up so much of her time, that when her friend had suggested the use of a prostitute (or escort service), she could see the logic behind it. That didn’t however, stop her laughter. Meena only raised an eyebrow and pushed a black business card towards her.
"Just think about it, okay? He really helps,"—she gave a wink—"relieve any tensions."
Molly swatted at her, but Meena smiled knowingly, stood and with a flick of her hair over her shoulder, left. Molly sipped at her coffee and examined the card. At first touch, it seemed to have an oddly smooth quality to it, but after tracing her fingers against it a little while longer, she soon came to the realisation: the card was covered with a layer of thick, black velvet. Flipping it over in her fingers, she saw golden lettering, practically engraved into the card; lettering which seemed to shine out against the velvet.
Check out this great listen on Audible.co.uk. What do you do in your teenage years when you realise what your parents taught you wasn’t enough? You must go out and find books and poetry and pop songs and bad heroes - and build yourself. It’s 1990. Johanna Morrigan, 14, has shamed herself so badly…
A year ago today, I published the first chapter of what would become my longest, most popular fic. It all started with a commission from nocturnias to continue a dark Molly one shot she’d written. When I took the commission, I had no idea where I’d go with it or how it would turn out. I also didn’t think anyone would ever read it, since dark Molly isn’t everyone’s cup of tea.
But here we are, and I credit this story with the explosion in the number of people who read my other work, and for solidifying my confidence in my storytelling.
There is a short follow up in the works. I wanted to post it today, but my laptop issues have delayed progress. I store everything on Dropbox so accessing it isn’t a problem, I just have to get comfortable with writing at the desktop computer.
If I have to replace my laptop, it has to be before Mary Poppins rehearsals start in a month, so I may open commissions again to help with that.
Anyway, I want to thank everyone who read and/or recced That Dear Perfection. I don’t think I’d have come as far as I have if it hadn’t been received so well.
This story got me into the Sherlolly fandom and fanfic. It was also the catalyst to get my friends into Sherlock (consequently Sherlolly) as well. So thank you!!!
I have a very urgent question. Is Benedict on set filming Black Mass this weekend in Boston? What part of Cambridge is it being filmed in because I live close enough and...I HAVE AN URGENT NEED to meet this man
I have absolutely no idea. I know he’s filming but I haven’t really been keeping up with the locales I’m afraid. I’m sure someone will respond with details for you. If you are going just remember that Sherlock filming is a different beast & Hollywood security probably won’t be as fluffy or appreciate crowds.
Hi Naomi! I was wondering if you knew any details of Benedict's Black Mass filming schedule. I was hoping to get a glimpse of him in Boston. Any information is appreciated.
I’m afraid I don’t sorry. That sort of info isn’t generally publicly available although sometimes you can find out in advance if they have to advertise road closures etc. I know he’s there and has started filming but that’s it