Not letting that stop her, she sent it off to another publisher. Once professionally typed up, Christie sent the story to a publisher – Hodder and Stoughton – who returned it. With that in mind, Christie packed her bags and headed to Dartmoor for an undisturbed fortnight to focus on finishing her first detective novel.įollowing a fortnight of focusing solely on the story, and after rewriting the over-complicated middle section, Agatha Christie’s first detective novel was complete. Finding the process tiring and irritating, her mother suggested that in order to finish the story, she should take a holiday away from home. Not pleased with the combination of Hercules Poirot, the name was adjusted and Hercule Poirot was born.Īgatha Christie had the start and the end of the story planned, and in moments of leisure she attempted to fill in the gaps, battering away on her sister’s old typewriter a chapter at a time. With the desire for a grand name, Hercules came first, then Poirot. Once these key traits were established, Christie moved onto the task of naming him.
More importantly he must be extremely brainy, and possess little grey cells of the mind. Standing at no more than 5 feet 4 inches tall, and possessing a waxed moustache, he was immaculately groomed and dressed in the finest clothing. He was to be a tidy little man, because, as Christie herself observed, his creator was the opposite. How about a refugee police officer? A retired police officer. Why not make my detective a Belgian? There were all types of refugees.
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