I think I have noted before that I enjoy working with genres. Trying to understand how they work, first, and then subverting them for fun. I’ve done this with screwball comedy, and the thriller. Now, in Escape from the Asylum, I’m trying it with a mystery that doesn’t involve murder.
First, a look at the mystery as art form. Some would argue the form itself cannot rise to the level of “art,” but that seems ridiculous.
Julian Hawthorne wrote: “Of course ‘The Gold Bug’ is literature; of course any other story of mystery and puzzle is also literature, provided it is as good as ‘The Gold Bug,’—or I will say, since that standard has never since been quite attained, provided it is a half or a tenth as good. It is goldsmith’s work; it is Chinese carving; it is Daedalian; it is fine. It is the product of the ingenuity lobe of the human brain working and expatiating in freedom. It is art; not spiritual nor transcendental art but solid art, to be felt and experienced. You may examine it at your leisure, it will be always ready for you; you need not fast or watch your arms overnight in order to understand it.
Look at the nice setting of the mortises; mark how the cover fits; how smooth is the working of that spring drawer. Observe that this bit of carving, which seemed mere ornament, is really a vital part of the mechanism. Note, moreover, how balanced and symmetrical the whole design is, with what economy and foresight every part is fashioned. It is not only an ingenious structure, it is a handsome bit of furniture, and will materially improve the looks of the empty chambers, or disorderly or ungainly chambers that you carry under your crown. Or if it happen that these apartments are noble in decoration and proportions, then this captivating little object will find a suitable place in some spare nook or other, and will rest or entertain eyes too long focused on the severely sublime and beautiful.”
“Captivating” … that is exactly what I’m aiming for.