Yes, with the rest of you I can be diagnosed as obsessed with Sherlock. The funny thing is I had no real interest in watching the show. It was recommended to me by Netflix based on my other interest in British programming. One evening I was bored out of my skull, my brain was cramped and I had writer's block so I said, ah, what the heck. I'll check this show out. The opening scene with John's nightmare and the sad lonely man sitting in his barren apartment grabbed my attention. By five minutes in when we see Sherlock Holmes beating a corpse with a riding crop I was chuckling nervously, but as soon as the two characters met and interacted I was laughing out loud. Then when Sherlock left the room with the address and his name I was completely hooked and thought the show was brilliant.
Now I am here on a Sherlock forum, discussing character analysis, I have neglected my other fan fiction stories and written a Sherlock story, and thinking that writing that would get it out of my system so that I could get back to my other fandoms, still here I am scrolling through other threads looking for something else Sherlock related to talk about.
I know I will be truly sad when season three ends, because I don’t see there being a season four. Benedict Cumberbatch and Martin Freeman are far too popular for that. If my understanding is correct, the reason season three has been so long in the making is that they were both busy working elsewhere. The Hobbit, the new Star Trek movie, etc… Good for them, bad for Sherlock fans.
I guess I am just as obsessed as everyone else here. How silly is that?