4.0

Before this year, everything I knew about Sherlock Holmes came from The Great Mouse Detective (Disney, 1986). When I finally started reading the stories, I was disappointed at first because of all the monologues. I thought ACD was supposed to be this great writer. But almost everything that happens is conveyed in long speeches.

But now, having finished the fourth in the series, I am acclimated and it hardly bothers me at all anymore. I feel like I'm becoming a Sherlock Holmes addict and will feel bereft when I've read it all. I probably would have cried at the last story if I didn't know The Hound of the Baskervilles was waiting for me to read next.

A few random notes:

I liked the first story about the racehorse a lot because I figured it out myself.

Stockbroker's Clerk reminded me of the Redheaded League (fake job).

Gloria Scott reminded me of The Sign of Four (past coming back to haunt you).

Is "brain fever" a real thing? Or just something that happened to Victorians?