‘The Things They Left Behind’
Writing a fictional story about the aftermath of 9/11 - yikes, now that’s a scary challenge!
This story is beautifully crafted. It is both shocking and intriguing, and yet extremely sensitive.
I want more of Paula Robeson! Why do you do this to us SK; create wonderful characters who dance fleetingly in and out of our lives never to be seen again?
I must have led a sheltered life though because the incident with the lead character and his sisters’ panties actually made me blush - maybe that’s a Brit thing?!?
The sexiest thing I can remember from when I was 16 was the silhouetted woman who did her shimmy-style dance to the opening and closing credits of; ‘Roald Dahl’s Tales of The Unexpected’ - like I said; sheltered life!
The last SK book I read was; ‘The Dark Half’ and I must admit, I didn’t like it. It’s my second least favourite book of SK’s after ‘Dreamcatcher’.
I remember reading it (TDH) many years ago, and I got stuck in the same place, about page 200. However, this time I did finish it. I felt pleased with myself, that I’d seen it through - a bit like making yourself listen to your least favourite tracks of one of your favourite band’s albums.
The main thing I didn’t like about it was that the plot didn’t feel believable and making the unbelievable feel natural, to me, is one of SK’s strong points.
I remember trying to read a Dean Koontz novel once, and I gave up after about 50 pages. The vocabulary and phraseology was both clever and articulate, but the speed of the words and story just seemed way too slow.
Another thing I do love about SK is if there isn’t an exact way of saying something he finds his own way, (I call these phrases; Kingisms) and this was still in evidence in TDH. For example; ‘Tomcatting it around the leather bars’ conjures up so much in so few words!
I’m onto ‘N’ now. It’s quite absorbing, and I think all of us can relate to OCD in some way shape or form.
Number of words = 288, numerals added together = 18, divided by 2 = 144. That’s what I like; SAFE numbers. Don’t you dare move those Petunias.
Regards,
Andy.
Writing a fictional story about the aftermath of 9/11 - yikes, now that’s a scary challenge!
This story is beautifully crafted. It is both shocking and intriguing, and yet extremely sensitive.
I want more of Paula Robeson! Why do you do this to us SK; create wonderful characters who dance fleetingly in and out of our lives never to be seen again?
I must have led a sheltered life though because the incident with the lead character and his sisters’ panties actually made me blush - maybe that’s a Brit thing?!?
The sexiest thing I can remember from when I was 16 was the silhouetted woman who did her shimmy-style dance to the opening and closing credits of; ‘Roald Dahl’s Tales of The Unexpected’ - like I said; sheltered life!
The last SK book I read was; ‘The Dark Half’ and I must admit, I didn’t like it. It’s my second least favourite book of SK’s after ‘Dreamcatcher’.
I remember reading it (TDH) many years ago, and I got stuck in the same place, about page 200. However, this time I did finish it. I felt pleased with myself, that I’d seen it through - a bit like making yourself listen to your least favourite tracks of one of your favourite band’s albums.
The main thing I didn’t like about it was that the plot didn’t feel believable and making the unbelievable feel natural, to me, is one of SK’s strong points.
I remember trying to read a Dean Koontz novel once, and I gave up after about 50 pages. The vocabulary and phraseology was both clever and articulate, but the speed of the words and story just seemed way too slow.
Another thing I do love about SK is if there isn’t an exact way of saying something he finds his own way, (I call these phrases; Kingisms) and this was still in evidence in TDH. For example; ‘Tomcatting it around the leather bars’ conjures up so much in so few words!
I’m onto ‘N’ now. It’s quite absorbing, and I think all of us can relate to OCD in some way shape or form.
Number of words = 288, numerals added together = 18, divided by 2 = 144. That’s what I like; SAFE numbers. Don’t you dare move those Petunias.
Regards,
Andy.
