I read every single one I could get my hands on when I was in my early teens. She was so independent, and she always knew the right thing to do and say while solving mysteries – the only time she suffered small social embarrassments was when a villain made her look temporarily wrongheaded but within a few chapters she was always proven right and everyone apologised. No wonder the self-conscious teenage me thought she was wonderful.
But then I got a bit bored with the sameness of the stories, and then I discovered science fiction and it was bye Nancy!
Lots of other women have a similiar Nancy story. It may not have been science fiction that tempted them away, but eventually they found Nancy’s exploits hollow. Her resourcefulness and independence seemed too manufactured as we grew older, not real at all. The Globe and Mail has a review of the oeuvre in light of a new film – Nancy Drew: Feminist or Daddy’s Girl?. It’s a thorough overview, and I think Kate Taylor may be my evil twin.