Have you ever felt like you were in a closed loop? As if your brain refused to form complete sentences or have any original thoughts? This sums up my evening. I am sitting in my recliner and watching Season 3 of Sherlock. To shed some unwanted hours, I have tried to research why Professor James Moriarty is the greatest archenemy in the history of fiction.
My mind is quiet tonight. I don’t like it. All too often I find myself unable to turn off my brain, and when it does it on its own, I am uncomfortable in my skin. It’s maddening. So, I am watching some of these episodes and hoping that my mind will solve the crime to break the boredom.
As I sit and watch, I wondered how Sir Arthur Conan Doyle envisioned the great mysteries of Sherlock Holmes. When he created the characters did he consider others would use them? I have admired the modern telling of some of the more prolific stories. The Hounds of Baskerville was excellent, so was Scandal in Belgravia. It was a modern take on Scandal of Bohemia.
So, while I sit here and marvel at my quiet mind I would make a suggestion. If you have not watched Sherlock, starring Benedict Cumberbatch and Martin Freeman, do yourself a favor. Enjoy the well crafted mysteries, the excellent acting, and the cliffhangers. Hopefully, tomorrow will bring new ideas, stories, or maybe even a poem. Or maybe I will have another day with a quiet mind.
Talk to you guys soon,