I didn't really know where to put this, so I hope this is okay. I would like to write a letter to Mr. King, but as that doesn't appear doable I guess this could work. I imagine other people have felt this way too.
I recently got back from a 9 month deployment to the Arabian gulf, which is just as fun as anyone reading this imagines it to be. The experience of living in a box for almost an entire year is an interesting one, and one I appreciated in some ways.
But that is 9 long months away from family, friends, anything remotely resembling real life. It's 20 hour days and hoping that the shower today is only 95 degree water so you can cool down a little. It's missing funerals, births, and birthdays. Some people spend their entire lives doing that year after year, which is frankly amazing.
I spent a significant portion of that time re-reading the Dark Tower books. It was a small way of being home. I've re-read them probably 4 times, but this meant the most to me. When I missed funerals, and couldn't even contact family members to share in their grief, I could crack open Wizard and Glass (metaphorically, of course. There isn't enough space for me to have 7 actual books. Thanks Kindle.) And be home again, at least for a little. I can't write a letter saying this, but I wanted to find a way to express how much it meant to me; having an outlet that was familiar.
I suppose this isn't a real thread, but if other people feel this way, or know what I mean, they could chime in? The point of this whole thing is to say thank you, Mr. King. You made at least one person's longest year better.
I recently got back from a 9 month deployment to the Arabian gulf, which is just as fun as anyone reading this imagines it to be. The experience of living in a box for almost an entire year is an interesting one, and one I appreciated in some ways.
But that is 9 long months away from family, friends, anything remotely resembling real life. It's 20 hour days and hoping that the shower today is only 95 degree water so you can cool down a little. It's missing funerals, births, and birthdays. Some people spend their entire lives doing that year after year, which is frankly amazing.
I spent a significant portion of that time re-reading the Dark Tower books. It was a small way of being home. I've re-read them probably 4 times, but this meant the most to me. When I missed funerals, and couldn't even contact family members to share in their grief, I could crack open Wizard and Glass (metaphorically, of course. There isn't enough space for me to have 7 actual books. Thanks Kindle.) And be home again, at least for a little. I can't write a letter saying this, but I wanted to find a way to express how much it meant to me; having an outlet that was familiar.
I suppose this isn't a real thread, but if other people feel this way, or know what I mean, they could chime in? The point of this whole thing is to say thank you, Mr. King. You made at least one person's longest year better.
