Sherlock Holmes confronts the room of suspects. With Watson by his side scribbling notes into his ledger, Holmes paces back and forth in front of the three possible murderers, the elderly aunt, the butler and the mistress. The consulting detective waves the police investigator forward.
"Inspector, I have used reason and wit to discern the culprit, the foul slayer of the lord of this manor. The aunt has obvious motive, she would inherit everything, but she is to old and frail to have wielded the club in the manner necessary to kill the victim. The mistress discovered his other dalliance with the dancer at the club, but she is left-handed and the manor's lord had defensive wounds and the majority of the severe blows were on the left side of the victim which logically leads us to the conclusion that the murderer must be right-handed and attacking from the front. The butler has no motive until you notice the facial similarities and scar on his left hand. The victim had six fingers which is a rare genetic abnormality that is pasted from father to son. The butler is his illegitimate son and DNA evidence would prove it thus allowing him the inherit the estate. He is the guilty one."
The butler begins to run, but a nearby police officer knocks him to the ground and cuffs him.
Watson speaks up, "But sir, it can't be the butler."
"He must be. It's elementary my dear Watson." replied Holmes
"It can't be!" Watson stridently said. "I still have at least three chapters to go!"
You can't get there from here, because when you get there you're still here and here is now there. Something I've always wondered, and evidently, so has Joss Whedon:
Buffy: How do you get to be renowned? I mean, like, do you have to be nowned first?
Willow: Yes. First there's the painful nowning process.
Works on so many levels, but works especially well if you write.