Sherlock Holmes in black tights? Mrs. Hudson acting out? Dr. Watson being displaced at the altar by his best friend? Nevah! I say.
But in this post reblogged from Killer Nashville, Amnon Kabatchnik gives evidence that those things, and more, have indeed happened, on the stage, and to the sound of applause.
My love affair with detective fiction began decades ago in a far-away country where people read and write from right to left. Paperbacks began to arrive in Israel from the U.S. and England, and I couldn’t resist the pictorial, enticing covers. I ploughed through the works of American writers like Ellery Queen, Rex Stout, S.S. Van Dine, Erle Stanley Gardner, and the English writers Agatha Christie, Dorothy L. Sayers, Edgar Wallace, and Sax Rohmer. Arthur Conan Doyle’s The Hound of the Baskervilles left a lasting impression. What could be more intriguing to a young, eager reader than strong plots, eccentric sleuths, pulsating action, heart-stopping climaxes, and matters of life-or-death?
I am a director by profession. I have staged dramas, comedies and musicals for off-Broadway troupes, national road companies, drama departments at universities, and summer stock; I’ve done Chekhov, Ibsen, Shaw, Lillian Hellman, Tennessee Williams – but I have always had…
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Kathy Waller 
That was a very interesting blog. I would love to read his books about the stage. And when he said something about the housekeeper’s husband being dismissed from his job in a “wheel works plant,” well then you know what I thought of!
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Oh, yes, the wheel works plant. Are you plotting?
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