Neesy
#1 fan (Annie Wilkes cousin) 1st cousin Mom's side
Are you my twinner
(everything you wrote up above could have been written by me).p.s. I do not know where that expression "twinner" came from but it seems appropriate
Where were you when Stephen King was hurt.......
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(everything you wrote up above could have been written by me).p.s. I do not know where that expression "twinner" came from but it seems appropriate
Very True Lepp. We have candidate sign with the guys first name BLAINE. Signs up all over our area. I want to scream everytime we pass one as an image of a monorail pops into my head.
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Awww Neesy, we are sisters of KAs silvery threads. We could be twinners, that is a good name.Are you my twinner
p.s. I do not know where that expression "twinner" came from but it seems appropriate
Twinners comes from The Talisman. It is an excellent book. I was actually driving to work and thought it can't be true.
Talisman is still on my to be read list.
My clearest memory was a day or so after King's accident. I was talking to a woman I was friends with. She was also a King fan. And I remember her saying......as long as his hands are OK and he can keep writing, I don't care about anything else. He can be in pain in a wheelchair, as long as he keeps writing.
And I don't think I've ever spoken to her since. That was probably the meanest thing I have ever heard anyone say in my life. And I don't think she was joking around. Prior to that, I always thought she was a really nice person. But after that, as soon as a I saw her one word came to mind, and I'm pretty sure the net nanny won't let me type it here.
My sister and I were also big fans of his work. But we hoped he recovered and was pain free and happy with his wife and kids. If he never wrote another book we would have been disappointed, but his health was more important than his publishing books,
And I don't think I've ever spoken to her since. That was probably the meanest thing I have ever heard anyone say in my life. And I don't think she was joking around. Prior to that, I always thought she was a really nice person. But after that, as soon as a I saw her one word came to mind, and I'm pretty sure the net nanny won't let me type it here.
My sister and I were also big fans of his work. But we hoped he recovered and was pain free and happy with his wife and kids. If he never wrote another book we would have been disappointed, but his health was more important than his publishing books,
That was a period when i was working very much and didn't check the news much (i've always been rather sloppy with that) but my father sent my a clipping by mail (and i mean mail with a stamp and everything) with a short report of the accident. Didn't know how close it was but still i remember the feeling (really a very selfish feeling) that he got to pull through or who else is gonna write me those books that i love.
I lived in Azerbaijan and it was the radio news. In day of accident. SK already was my favorite writer so I felt regret.
I was at home when my co-worker called to tell me and at that point it was not long after the accident and Steve was still in surgery. We knew it was very bad with all the injuries he'd sustained but not the full extent of it. I was in shock and denial, I think, that there was a very real possibility he might not make it through the surgery and what that would mean for me as well. My fleeting selfish moment was not about no more books but having the thought of being a single mom with 3 kids and not knowing if my livelihood was in jeopardy. It didn't take long for the press to start calling me at home (this was on the Sunday it happened) to get information but I wasn't prepared to speak with them as I was still trying to process it all and I didn't have permission at that point to give out information. Fortunately, we did have the web site set up at the end of 1998 so were able to post updates on Steve's condition to keep people advised of his progress. We didn't want to alarm people any more than necessary so were not letting on just how bad it was at first and my recollection is that we never announced his condition as critical even though it was.
Yikes! That must have been very tough, Ms. Mod.
I wondered if you were working for him back then, Marsha. I just had the chills reading your post. Can't imagine being there in the center (so to speak) of all of that while it was happening. I don't recall ever seeing the word 'critical' related to his injuries until a long time later. Thanks for the post.
I knew it, and I was at work doing the worst job I've ever had in my life. I should have taken Columbine occurring and then Stephen King being hit as an ominous warning to get the hell out of THAT job.
I've never seen a worse working environment in my life, but the one good thing that came of it is that I vowed to never EVer work in on-the-grounds hospital care from that day forward. The day I quit the work to go back to Prehospital Care. I work in the Emergency Department too but that's still part of prehospital care even though it's on grounds.
I was working as an EKG Technician when both Columbine occurred and Stephen King was hit.
I recall that everyone thought the reporters should back the hell off and let him recover from his Trauma 1 incident.
But media couldn't get a point if it was speared right through the middle of their faces. We treated a famous baseball player for a STEMI heart attack and these reporters followed us to the hospital, asked us to let them speak to the player.
I said "You're not going to 'talk to' someone who just had an ST-elevated Myocardial Infarction for one simple reason and it's that he's unconscious. You'd be doing all the conversing with no reciprocation."
"So can I talk to him?" the reporter repeated. I gave up and said to find his doctor and talk to him or her about it.
I've never seen a worse working environment in my life, but the one good thing that came of it is that I vowed to never EVer work in on-the-grounds hospital care from that day forward. The day I quit the work to go back to Prehospital Care. I work in the Emergency Department too but that's still part of prehospital care even though it's on grounds.
I was working as an EKG Technician when both Columbine occurred and Stephen King was hit.
I recall that everyone thought the reporters should back the hell off and let him recover from his Trauma 1 incident.
But media couldn't get a point if it was speared right through the middle of their faces. We treated a famous baseball player for a STEMI heart attack and these reporters followed us to the hospital, asked us to let them speak to the player.
I said "You're not going to 'talk to' someone who just had an ST-elevated Myocardial Infarction for one simple reason and it's that he's unconscious. You'd be doing all the conversing with no reciprocation."
"So can I talk to him?" the reporter repeated. I gave up and said to find his doctor and talk to him or her about it.
It must've been like getting stopped by a battering ram, like I felt when I got news of my father's stroke. Denial is the first response in a shock defense mechanism meant to protect us from the truth if the truth is next to impossible to accept. I became a CR in 2006. In June of 1999 I was still employed at a veteran's facility in Michigan. I've never been much of a news maven, never have routinely watched TV news or read newspapers. This probably helps explain why I don't remember hearing about the accident. I probably didn't hear about it. If I'd have been a fan then, especially as I am now - had been involved with you guys and so vicariously with Steve - I'd have been sick to my stomach and very unhappy, and would have been praying a lot.
Not counting the time I worked on assignment as a Kelly Girl (temp agency) in 1986 since technically I didn't work for him, I've been working for Steve since November 1, 1988. We go back
and even at that time, I considered him a friend as well as my employer which added another element.
I had just come home from walking Ben in his pram. He was 2.
My hubs Mark and boarder Randy were whispering like thieves in the kitchen. I heard one of them say "Should we tell her?" I demanded to know the big secret. Mark said that Mr. King had been hit by a van while out walking.
My first question was "Is he dead? DON'T LIE!!" They gave me the rest of the news and I was on pins and needles for weeks, praying for his recovery. And hoping that the SOB who hit him would get some heavy karma...guess he did.
But this is old news now and I am grateful that he is still doing what he does best! xxooa
My hubs Mark and boarder Randy were whispering like thieves in the kitchen. I heard one of them say "Should we tell her?" I demanded to know the big secret. Mark said that Mr. King had been hit by a van while out walking.
My first question was "Is he dead? DON'T LIE!!" They gave me the rest of the news and I was on pins and needles for weeks, praying for his recovery. And hoping that the SOB who hit him would get some heavy karma...guess he did.
But this is old news now and I am grateful that he is still doing what he does best! xxooa
I guess it's true: You can't keep a good man down.
In 1999 I didn't have internet access at home, I read about it on teletext or newspapers. Thus, I didn't know the severity of the accident until reading On Writing.
Neesy
#1 fan (Annie Wilkes cousin) 1st cousin Mom's side
Like I just read in his book this morning (and I am paraphrasing here) some people's souls are like those wells in Iceland where you can drop a stone and never hear it make a splash at the bottom.
That is a very selfish thing she said (and cruel!) Why didn't you tell her what you thought at the time? (or were you just in shock?)
I was on vacation in Florida. I think I've actually already written about this here - I was reading "Bag of Bones" at the time in the hotel room, and as I was reading someone on the television was saying that Stephen King had been hit by a van while walking down a road in Maine. I was at the part in the book where Mike was walking down a road in Maine, so it was kind of a weird moment (for many reasons).
Ditto... my access to the out-side world was largely non-existent. I had no idea for a number of years, that this had happened to him.