Born in Australia, David Thomas Moore has lived and worked in the UK since the mid-nineties, and has been writing for roleplaying magazines, fiction websites and short story anthologies for around the same time. He lives in Reading with his wife Tamsin and daughter Beatrix. You're glad you met him.

Two Hundred and Twenty-One Baker Streets edited by David Thomas Moore

THE WORLD'S MOST FAMOUS DETECTIVE, AS YOU'VE NEVER SEEN HIM BEFORE!

This is Sherlock Holmes as you've never seen him before: as an architect in a sleepy Australian town, as a gentleman in seventeenth-century Worcestershire, as a precocious school girl in a modern British comprehensive. He's dodging his rent in the squalid rooms of the notorious Chelsea Hotel in '68, and preventing a bloody war between the terrible Lords Wizard of a world of fantasy.

Editor David Thomas Moore brings together the finest of celebrated and new talent in SF and Fantasy to create a spectrum of Holmes stories that will confound everything you ever thought you knew about the world's greatest detective.

Featuring fourteen original stories by Adrian Tchaikovsky, Emma Newman, Gini Koch, Guy Adams, Ian Edginton, James Lovegrove, Glen Mehn, Jamie Wyman, JE Cohen, Jenni Hill, Joan de la Haye, Kaaron Warren, Kasey Lansdale and Kelly Hale.

 

REVIEWS

  • "Overall, Two Hundred And Twenty-One Baker Streets has a story for everyone. It's full of brilliantly written tales that any fan of Sherlock can appreciate."

    – Reading BiFrost

  • "Two Hundred and Twenty-One Baker Streets is a worthy addition to the ever-expanding universe of Arthur Conan Doyle's creation."

    – Criminal Element

  • "An anthology of fourteen reimaginings of Holmes and Watson across time, space and gender, and it's almost entirely brilliant."

    – ThousandMonkeys
 

BOOK PREVIEW

Excerpt

"Doctor, some here see, but choose to say nothing. Others do not see at all, but you and I, we know everything is not as it appears. Do we look as strange to you, as you do to us?"

I hesitated for a moment, uncertain how to reply to her cryptic question, but there was truly only one answer. "Yes. Although to my eyes, it is as if you are all living in the past."

"You're not the first person to say that. There have been others, like yourself, who have passed through Longbourn. And others still who looked to us to be from even older times. Clad in doublet and hose. It is as if… there are different ages occupying the same space, like books upon a shelf, where the edge of one brushes against another."

As fantastic as it sounded, I could not fault her reasoning. There was a sharp mind and keen intellect at work here. "How do you come by that conclusion?"

"Observation and analysis. The acquisition of information. If I hear of a visitor in the vicinity, a new face, I make a point of interviewing them. After that, I attempt to reach a logical conclusion, however seemingly impossible the facts. If there is no other explanation, it simply must be the truth."

I could not help but smile.

Mrs. Darcy, however, did not. "Do I amuse you, sir?"

"No, please do not be offended. Your methodology is very similar to that of a good friend of mine, Mr. Sherlock Holmes. A detective of some repute."