How
do you take your mind off the grotesque situation we were pushed into these
last few weeks when the Morlocks may stab you anywhere, any time? I could not continue
with Michel Houlelbecq’s Soumission . Too
close to home, and the French needed extra effort. Should I try learning tensor analysis, something that was
never covered in my college math and physics? Not in the mood. So the choice
was between fleeing into the world of 16th century Florence and the enmity between
Michelangelo and Leonardo in The Lost Battles, or rereading Conan
Doyle. I opted for the latter and spent
the evenings last week in some 30 stories from the Adventures, Memoirs
and Return of Sherlock Holmes. Perfect escapism!
I
was googling about the relationship between H.G. Wells and Conan Doyle when I stumbled
across this interview with Conan Doyle from 1927.
