Elementary

It’s Sherlock Holmes Day, which means we’re all supposed to raise a toast to the great detective. But let’s not forget the real puppet master. Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. A man who gave us one of the most brilliant minds in fiction. then got so annoyed with him, he tried to kill him off.

That’s the kind of petty I aspire to.

Doyle wanted to write serious historical dramas. Holmes was paying the bills. So what does any self respecting author do? Toss their golden goose off a waterfall. BUT it didn’t stick. The people wanted more. Turns out, when you create a character smarter than you, they will outlive you.

Holmes has become more myth than man. He taught us that logic can be cold and that brilliance doesn’t come with peace of mind. that sometimes, you can know everything… and still feel like nothing.

So today, I salute Doyle for crafting a detective too sharp to stay dead and too broken to be happy. And I salute Holmes for making misfits like us feel just a little more useful.

Riddle me this:

I speak without a mouth, and hear without ears. I have no body, but I come alive with wind. What am I?