Just a quick pat on the back for myself for finishing my copy of The Complete Sherlock Holmes, Volume 1.
I purchased the set of two books years ago, and I've picked them up and read bits and pieces numerous times. But recently it dawned on me that if I'm going to call myself a fan of Sherlock Holmes, I have to go back to the source and reacquaint myself with the original. I absolutely love Sherlock on PBS with Benedict Cumberbatch. I enjoy the Robert Downey Jr. films. I adore Jeremy Brett's depiction. And Basil Rathbone was THE Sherlock in my mind when I was younger.
But the stories still impress me more than all the actors who've played Sherlock combined. As I was reading, I didn't picture any of them in my mind. I still see him as a unique character, separate from any onscreen portrayal. I truly enjoy all of their interpretations, really I do. But Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's Sherlock is, in my opinion, so much more than any one man can bring to the role.
I'll still be eagerly waiting for the return of the PBS show, and I'll watch almost any Sherlock Holmes that I come across. But to pass the time until then, I'll be getting a start on Volume 2. I may know Sherlock's methods already, but I'll keep soaking up every demonstration of those methods that Doyle wrote. And I wouldn't be surprised if when I'm finished with that, I'll pick up the first book again. I've got a ways to go before I've had enough.
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