October 19th excerpt:

“Boring,” Sherlock answered simply, digging through a pile of discarded newspapers for the bow for his instrument.

John slumped into his chair, bordering on defeat. “Explain to me how you found every single one of those cases boring.”

“Explain to me,” shot back the detective, standing up straight, “how anything could be interesting after what we discovered.”

October 11th excerpt:

“It’s my keys, they’ve just vanished into thin air, I’ve turned the place over a thousand times–!”

“Honestly, I have no idea where it all came from, but someone must have broken in and stashed the smack in my flat–”

Dull. Very dull. Tell it to Scotland Yard.

One after another, they kept pouring in and Sherlock turned them all away.