Tag: Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

My Imaginary Writers' Room gets a poet: Robert Burns

My Imaginary Writers' Room gets a poet: Robert Burns
Like many Scots and those of Scottish heritage around the world, I’m getting ready to celebrate Burns Night on Jan. 26 — our committee holds its “Nicht Wi’ Burns” (or Night with Burns) on the Saturday closest to the poet’s birthday, Jan. 25. Of course, I thought of writing something poetic to honor the occasion.... Read more »

'Miss Fisher Mysteries' are bonzer fun in any form

'Miss Fisher Mysteries' are bonzer fun in any form
A good friend recently introduced me to “Miss Fisher Mysteries,” both the books and the TV series. I needed the books for a while before I could follow the TV series properly, because they’re set in Melbourne, Australia, and its environs — and I have little chance to tune my ear for accents to Australian... Read more »

Another meeting in my imagination's Writers' Room: Senses and fiction

Another meeting in my imagination's Writers' Room: Senses and fiction
In the Writers’ Room  of my imagination, it’s time for another meeting of the committee  of great writers who have been “advising” me about my novel-in-progress. (If you’re not up to date with “transcripts” of previous meetings, catch up at the highlighted links.) This time, I set the agenda myself: I wanted to know about whether... Read more »
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Of April showers and proportions

Of April showers and proportions
It’s been a dark and stormy night. (The “typo of the year” contest is now closed; just tried to make it “a darn” one.) It’s going to keep storming all day, to judge from the dull skies and the over-excited forecasters. Rain, rain has no particular interest in going away, it seems. Meanwhile, in the... Read more »

Time to wait? Make it time to read!

Time to wait? Make it time to read!
When I leave home, I am rarely without at least one book or magazine to read. (If I am, chances are I’m going to buy or check out something.) On the train, in the library, or in line other places, I often run into time when I want to do something beyond waiting. That something... Read more »

Another imaginary meeting in the Writers' Room: Let it snow in August!

Another imaginary meeting in the Writers' Room: Let it snow in August!
It was, as some nights must be, a dark and stormy night when I picked up my pen and notebook to act again as secretary in the Writers’ Room of my imagination while my imaginary committee there looked at — and debated — another facet of my detective-novel-in-progress. Sir Arthur Conan Doyle was again the... Read more »
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How to perk up your tired clichés

How to perk up your tired clichés
Those of you just barely indulging my mentions of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle will be relieved to note that I’m re-reading the last of his long Sherlock Holmes tales, “The Valley of Fear.” In Chapter 1, I found Holmes speaking to a Scotland Yard inspector: ” ‘You are an early bird, Mr. Mac,’ said he.... Read more »

In my imagination's Writers' Room, a committee looks at my first sentences

In my imagination's Writers' Room, a committee looks at my first sentences
Credit astute reader William22Bowen’s recent question about “first sentences per Margaret-Serious” for the rumblings in my imagination that turned out to be the following meeting. Note: It’s the Writers’ Room, plural, the place for other writers in my mind. The Writer’s Room, singular, ought to be a synonym for my whole imagination. When my imagination... Read more »

The tale of John Thomas: a birthday tribute to Arthur Conan Doyle

The tale of John Thomas: a birthday tribute to Arthur Conan Doyle
In 1880, as a 21-year-old medical student, Arthur Conan Doyle was working as a ship’s surgeon on a whaler in the Arctic when he adopted a sea snail as a pet. In honor of Doyle’s birthday (May 22, 1859), I present what he wrote in the ship’s log, which (eventually!) became the book “Dangerous Work: Diary... Read more »
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'The Sign of Four' plus two (or Reading Holmes with my own characters)

'The Sign of Four' plus two (or Reading Holmes with my own characters)
My latest re-reading of the complete Sherlock Holmes stories by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle has posed a new problem for me. In 2010, the previous time I was re-reading the whole “canon” of stories, I was a few months away from taking a character from one of my own stories, Daisy MacDonald, and presenting her with... Read more »