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SherWatsonBilboSmaugLock---or, what it means to be a babbling fangirl...

As a teenager, I often found refuge in the world literature (mostly fantasy and mystery---something about the unknown or a puzzle kept me interested). Once the world of books opened up for me, there was nothing I found that quite matched the pleasure I derived from falling into those worlds and allowing them to consume me...completely.

And, though I've read widely across genres (though, pointedly NOT the romantic and western genres), there have only been a couple of authors whose works I continue to re-read to this day..... namely:

this man:


and, this man:



Though Doyle and Tolkien weren't exactly contemporaries, the years of their lives did overlap... Doyle (1859-1930), Tolkien (1892-1973). The question of whether or not they knew each other still plagues me--- Doyle, a Scottish physician turned writer and Tolkien, an English writer turned professor--- separately, changed the world of literature in their own unique ways, imagine what they would/could have done together....

And, now, FINALLY, they are being brought together by a couple of brilliant actors! (well, sort of. Technically, the world of Doyle and the world of Tolkien are still very much apart, but they are a bit closer for anyone squinting through the proper goggles). 

Helping this squinty-type marriage along are two gentlemen who have made my entertainment world significantly brighter over the last couple of years. One, Martin Freeman and one, Benedict Cumberbatch. Both, great actors in their own right, will forever be, the modern world's answer to Dr. Watson and Sherlock Holmes to me...and, I thought nothing could be better, until about 2 years ago when my world was changed, yet again, by the announcement that Martin Freeman (aka Dr. Watson) was cast as Bilbo Baggins and Benedict Cumberbatch (aka Sherlock Holmes) was cast as the voice of Smaug in the upcoming Hobbit trilogy. 

Ultimately, these guys:



Will become these guys:



Now, while I wait patiently (only a few more months!!!!!!!) for the 1st Hobbit movie and the 3rd season of Sherlock (filming having been put on hold while The Hobbit project was underway--Hurry Up, Already!!!!!), I pass my time imagining all sorts of little Hobbit/Sherlock scenes.... 


Please, let this (or something equally entertaining) happen, just once in the outtakes.... Mr. Jackson, Martin, Benny, you guys listening?? PLEASE!!!!

Oh, to the marriage of greats!!!!

P.S. I believe in Sherlock Holmes

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  1. Martin Freeman - the guy from the Office - that's cool. Am introducing my daughter to the Lord of the Rings vids and we intent to head out and see The Hobbit as soon as it's released..

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    1. Yes sir, that would be Tim from the Office! Glad to see your raising your baby right :-)

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