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The real mystery of Nancy Drew is how such a fictional character could inspire real women.

Real-life kidnapping victims have said that Nancy Drew stories inspired them to use their wits to escape successful women in law enforcement say Nancy Drew led them to their careers. She taught us to signal SOS with a tube of lipstick, to break out of a window using spike heels, and to always keep an overnight bag in our car-a girl never knew when she’d encounter a sudden overnight sleuthing adventure. What she offered American girls was a sense of resourcefulness. Foes threatened her to stay off cases (or else!). She always fought to right wrongs, using her smarts to wriggle out of perilous situations. Tenacious and plucky, Nancy had a boyfriend, the handsome Ned. She explored hidden staircases and spooky haunted houses. Accompanied by her best friends Bess and George, she unearthed lost wills and heirlooms and found missing people. Over the course of more than 600 books, Nancy Drew’s adventures were often repetitive, and though her cars and clothes were frequently updated, she always remained the same age. Even though she was just a fictional character, she was inspirational, and none other than Supreme Court Justices Sandra Day O’Connor, Ruth Bader Ginsburg, and Sonia Sotomayor have said she was a huge influence in their lives. This teenage detective became the archetype of a kind of tough American woman: smart and fierce in the face of violence, but also well-respected by police and her doting father. She tries to pick the lock with a hairpin, then uses a clothing rod to pry off the hinges, while giving one of her trademark side lectures-this time, on Archimedes and the wedge. – The Secret of the Old Clock (1930 edition)Īs any of the generations of fans of the fictional girl detective Nancy Drew-heroine of hundreds of serial novels published from 1930 to this day-can tell you, Nancy does not stay locked in the closet for long.

Then the steady tramp of his heavy boots across the floor told Nancy Drew that he had left the house… ‘Now you can starve for all I care!’ the man laughed harshly. The sliding of a bolt into place followed. Opening the closet door, he flung her roughly inside. The man half-carried, half-dragged her across the room. ‘Let me go!’ Nancy cried, struggling harder. ‘Little wildcat! You won’t do any more scratching when I get through with you!’ But she was powerless in the grip of the man.