The blast cut off her words; the Stone trembled and threw herself outward bound, toward Saturn. In her train followed hundreds and thousands and hundreds of thousands of thousands of restless rolling Stones...to Saturn...to Uranus, to Pluto...rolling on out to the stars...outward bound to the ends of the Universe.
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Channeling Holmes
[My introduction to the 2012 Edgar Awards program guide, which I edited this year. The quotes are from authors, booksellers and librarians from the pieces they wrote on Holmes for the program.] Aren’t we all? The Sherlock Holmes canon has long been subject to assiduous mining by laborers in literature and film. Steve Hockensmith says,…
