Good morning!

It's pretty quiet (knock on wood) today, so I was hoping you all could provide me with some brain fodder.  Give me some ideas for drabbles, ficlets, and little snippets.  I'm mostly doing Sherlock Holmes right now, but LoRT is welcome, and I'll consider dipping my toe into any other fandoms I know of.  

So... Hit me with your best shot!  Really.  Please.  My brain cells are drying up.  They need the moisture of your love!  Or something. 

Sherlock

I watched the new BBC Sherlock last night.  Hmmmm.  Not sure if I like it or not.  I think it has a lot of strong points, but tremendous drawbacks as well.  I didn't hate it, but I'll reserve judgment until the next episode.  

( Spoilers )

Snippet

For shirebound because she's the only one who took pity on me and gave me an idea. 

          Though the sun beat down upon the square where they all assembled, Pippin did not feel the heat.  Dressed as he was in his finest uniform, he should have found that strange.  However, with a cool spring breeze ruffling his hair and the company of his fellow hobbits, he felt nothing but joy, as though his body had become infused with the enthusiasm of his mind.

                The evil which had dogged their every step and haunted their dreams had finally been vanquished.  All they had suffered, all they had lost,  had led them to this moment, and he could not keep the smile form his face.  There may have been gaps in their Company, but he knew, as every hobbit did, that where there was a hole, there was often something lovely to be found inside.  Such was the case now, as he stood side by side with his Merry, the memories of what had passed filling the holes with something sharp and sweet, like spiced ginger.  It burned, at first, standing there without Boromir's large frame beside him, but even now he could feel the sweet memories filling up the empty places.

               Aragorn, his King, was finally being crowned today. Everything was as it should be.