I was an ardent reader of the Nancy Drew books from about 1983 to 1987, and have just been revisiting them for a Facebook group reading challenge. I found a cheap three-in-one on Amazon, but was confused by the first two, The Secret of the Old Clock and The Bungalow Mystery, as they didn’t feature Nancy’s two friends, George Fayne and Bess Marvin. It transpired that those were two of the first four books, and that George and Bess hadn’t appeared until the fifth book. The third one (actually the 43rd in the series), The Mystery of the 99 Steps, which did feature George and Bess, was one I read as a kid, and it was amazing how it all came back to me!
I hadn’t realised how complex the history of the series was. As a kid in the ’80s, I’d just go into W H Smith or wherever and choose a book off the shelves. Each mystery was self-contained, and everyone stayed the same age, so it didn’t really matter whether you read them in order or not. I had no idea that the series dated right back to 1930, although it didn’t appear in the UK until the early 1970s, and I certainly had no idea that “Carolyn Keene” was a syndicate, not an actual person.
And I don’t remember being aware that “The Nancy Drew Files” appeared as a spin-off series in 1986. I may have read a few of those books, as they apparently heavily featured chloroform and I remember that Nancy seemed to do a lot of “blacking out”, but they also, so Wikipedia informs me, did away with Burt Eddleton and Dave Evans, George and Bess’s boyfriends, and I definitely remember them featuring a lot, along with Nancy’s boyfriend, Ned Nickerson. I loved the fact that Bess, the “plump” girl, not only got to be involved in the cool detective gang but also got to have a nice boyfriend – such a contrast to other “plump” girls in children’s books, such as Alma Pudden, who were basically just figures of fun.
The stories are completely bonkers, of course! Why on earth would anyone leave their last will and testament in a safety deposit box taken out under an assumed name, and leave the details of the name and location in a miniature notebook hidden inside the back of an old clock? Would it really be so easy to kidnap an heiress’s new guardian and impersonate him in order to steal all her money – surely someone would have accompanied a young girl to make sure that everything was OK? Not to mention one of France’s leading financiers believing that an alchemist had found a way to turn everything into gold, and Nancy Drew and her dad somehow getting involved in it all because of a neighbour who remembered falling down some steps at a chateau as a child.
But it’s all good fun! And the idea of a girl detective must have been pretty groundbreaking in 1930. In the many Enid Blyton mystery/detective/adventure books I read, written much later, there were mixed gender gangs, but it wasn’t unusual for the boys to go off and do the dangerous stuff, leaving the girls behind. And Nancy was so cool, driving around everywhere in her “convertible”. OK, the Five Find-Outers et al were much too young to drive, but even in, say, some of the Lorna Hill books, where the main characters were in their late teens or early 20s, no-one had their own car.
A great deal of debate apparently now rages about Nancy Not so much in the UK, where she isn’t such a cultural icon – although I was amused to hear Charity Dingle in Emmerdale mention her recently – but certainly in the US. Does she represent feminism? Or does she symbolise conservative Middle America, living in well-to-do River Heights? There are even Nancy Drew conferences, and women from Hillary Clinton to the late Ruth Bader Ginsburg have cited her as an influence. Wow! I can’t say that I ever thought about the books that deeply – I wasn’t very old when I read them, to be fair – but I did love all the adventures that Nancy had. And, of course, you knew that she’d always solve the mysteries in the end.
There was even a TV series about her and The Hardy Boys, in America, in the mid-1970s – starring Pamela Sue Martin, in her pre-Fallon Carrington Colby days, and Parker Stevenson, in his pre-Billy Hazard days. I didn’t know any of this: I’ve had a wonderful “Wiki walk” this morning! I don’t think it ever made it over here, though. I remember there being a film a few years back, but it didn’t sound very good and I didn’t bother seeing it. But I did love those books, back in the day! It’s been fun revisiting them.