“It also has to do with the belief of the people in the 17th century that the invisible world was just as real as the visible world. I like to ask students at the end of the semester, ‘What’s the most important thing you learned in this course?’ The most satisfying responses I’ve gotten have been from students saying they learned that people in the 17th century really believed these were witches.”
Geek with Curves has a cute post featuring fictional characters wearing scarves. I'm mainly posting this for the awesome animated gif of Sherlock Holmes (Benedict Cumberbatch, not RDJ) whipping off his scarf. Nice.
I was so excited to see that Giancarlo Esposito was going to have a semi-regular role on Once Upon a Time because he's one of my favorite TV bad guys. Sadly, they aren't giving him much to do and he's kind of a wimp on the show. If the evil queen wants Snow White's heart, she should give Sidney Glass a boxcutter and set him to work. He'll get the job done. (I miss Gus.)
I loved this week's episode. It was so awesome to see Krycek and Anya again!
Speaking of OUAT, I was so thrilled to see Robert Carlyle back on TV until someone mentioned now he won't be able to play Mance Rayder on Game of Thrones. How perfect would he have been for that part?
By contrast, David Imus worked alone on his map seven days a week for two full years. Nearly 6,000 hours in total. It would be prohibitively expensive just to outsource that much work. But Imus—a 35-year veteran of cartography who’s designed every kind of map for every kind of client—did it all by himself. He used a computer (not a pencil and paper), but absolutely nothing was left to computer-assisted happenstance. Imus spent eons tweaking label positions. Slaving over font types, kerning, letter thicknesses. Scrutinizing levels of blackness. It’s the kind of personal cartographic touch you might only find these days on the hand-illustrated ski-trail maps available at posh mountain resorts.
"Since Whicher was sure that the murderer was an inmate of the house, all his suspects were still at the scene. This was the original country-house murder mystery, a case in which the investigator had to find not a person but a person's hidden self. It was pure whodunnit, a contest of intelligence and nerve between the detective and the killer. Here were the twelve. One was the victim. Which was the traitor?"
--from The Suspicions of Mr Whicher by Kate Summerscale
The dramatic story of the real-life murder that inspired the birth of modern detective fiction.
In June of 1860 three-year-old Saville Kent was found at the bottom of an outdoor privy with his throat slit. The crime horrified all England and led to a national obsession with detection, ironically destroying, in the process, the career of perhaps the greatest detective in the land.
At the time, the detective was a relatively new invention; there were only eight detectives in all of England and rarely were they called out of London, but this crime was so shocking, as Kate Summerscale relates in her scintillating new book, that Scotland Yard sent its best man to investigate, Inspector Jonathan Whicher.
Why I Chose to Read It: I had heard about this horrific crime on Deadly Women (LOVE this show). It was also a Kindle daily deal!
Notes About the Book:
I really liked how the author talked about the evolution of the detective mystery novel throughout the book. I'm going to have to check out The Moonstone, The Woman in White, and Bleak House sometime in the future. Apparently, Whicher was the inspiration behind many famous literary detectives (Inspector Bucket and Sergeant Cuff).
I still can't believe that the police were dumb enough to get themselves locked inside the kitchen by the main suspect during their investigation.
William Saville-Kent grew up to become a famous marine biologist. He also conducted the first experiments to create cultured pearls in Australia.
I loved how the floorplans for the Kent house were included in the book.
Do I Recommend It? Yes. I thought it was really interesting, especially the trial part. Some parts are kind of dry, but overall, I really enjoyed it. It definitely makes me want to read more detective fiction.