Just watched the new Sherlock Holmes film. It was rather like a long episode of House. This shouldn’t be surprising as the character of House is based on Holmes (as well as Wilsons’ character is based on Watson). It just goes to show the power of English literature.
I did write a small “who-dunnit” a few years back as homage to Agatha Christie. I’d like to do a similar homage to Arthur Conan Doyle’s Sherlock Holmes. It’s quite fun to take a certain style you’ve loved reading for years and years, and actually create something with it yourself. Being in the driver’s seat instead of the back seat, so to say.
As the last few posts have indicated, I haven’t been doing much real writing lately. Instead I have been exercising like a mad person and trying to focus on my job. Still, the urge to write has manifested itself in long forgotten ways, like poetry. I haven’t written poetry in years but now I’ve started to write it again. I’ll never be a serious poet, though, but it’s an outlet for sure – at least until I get myself sorted with the “real stuff” ;-)
Yesterday I went to see a play written by my little brother (with some of his fellow students of course). It was great to see his work in action. It’s also a joy to work creatively with him and I have an idea for a movie script that I would like us to co-write in the future.
It’s all coming together, piece by piece, one step at a time, slowly but surely. One thing’s for sure: the show must go on...