When I got around to reading Dreamcatcher, it was just another random Stephen King book I wanted to consume. I'm kind of a fan. However, I realized after reading it (in a slow, painstaking way) that it was his first since the accident that almost took his life. He was transposing a lot of his pain into the manuscript, and although it had some colorful moments (I still love the word ****-weasel), it was definitely too long-winded to maintain its integrity the whole way through. Good form for a writer returning to his craft after almost losing his life, though.