It's a Stephen King book. Of course, it's wonderful. It is of the longer variety--very long. And since it drags a bit, it took me quite awhile to read. I feel like I was missing out on something with this book because I couldn't get nostalgic about life in the 1950's and 60's. So not one of my favorites. I think I tend to prefer his shorter, tighter novels, his novellas and his short stories better than the could-brain-someone-with-it-monstrosities.
It was very much a King book complete with the supernatural, mystery and occasional blood bath. But like so many of his later books it was about love and doing to right thing. My favorite part was the cameo by a couple of characters from my favorite King book, "It". I was so excited I started squealing. Book fan-girling right here in my living room.
I've passed my copy along to my mother who first got me started on King back in fifth grade with "Carrie". (That's one way to teach a girl about menstruation. I enjoyed King better than the actress who played Anne teaching me about my uterine lining that fateful day in fifth grade when health class took on a whole new meaning. Call it "Plug it Up!" vs. "The Sun Will Come out Tomorrow but It Will Still Suck That You are Bleeding from your Nethers For A Week!")
Keep them coming King. Live to be 150.
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