Okay, so this is not a book review of The Shining, but I just spent several days in Colorado with my girls, and son-in-law, visiting my 21 year old who lives there. I did not know (or I should say, remember), that the Stanley Hotel was in Colorado. We were driving up to Estes Park, and I said “Wow, that looks just like the Stanley Hotel, to which 3 of my kids said….”Um, it is Mom.” To which I completely freaked-geeked out so of course we had to stop. If I had realized this, I would have scheduled one of their tours. We did wander around inside where we were allowed, and I have to admit, using the restroom was really creepy. Two of my girls refused to go inside. I was also the only one in the vehicle who had ever seen the movie, so I bought copies of it when I returned home to send to the kids who haven’t seen it 🙂
Have you ever visited or stayed here? I do not think I could sleep there to be honest.
I am still writing, and reading. I am currently taking the week off from work because my youngest, my last high school freshman, has major pre-band-camp practices all week.
I know I don’t usually get too personal here, but I am pretty sure my followers know I am a single Mom of four daughters.
Last Thursday; I put my 2nd oldest, my 20 year old, on a plane to move to Colorado. All my girls and I were able to have a last night together and a sleep-over at my oldest daughters house, and I had a panic attack as soon as I walked in her apartment. It’s been a long time since I slept somewhere other than my bed, but we swam, hit 3 different drive-thru restaurants so we could all get what we wanted to eat, and played Mario Cart for hours.
My anxiety had been 150% this week coming up to her leaving, and I thought it would stop once she got there; but it has not…
So I’ve been working on stuff for my Etsy store.
Still working on the book boxes; trying to get the 3-D effect on the paint.
I haven’t given up on my cozy mysteries; but I have Stephen King’s Outsiders, and Bill Clinton and James Patterson’s The President is Missing. I officially got the diagnosis that my Nook has died; and honestly, I don’t care about the books, but I am really pissed about my Townspeople who are dying in my app….
As soon as I get caught up on Castle Rock, Shameless, and the Kardashians, I will be right on it!
I wonder how many of us Mr. King has put on the path of reading, that we may otherwise had not found without his writing?
Were you reading Carrie, or It, or The Shining, when you knew if your parents had any idea of what was in that book, they would hit you upside the head with it?
Which book by Stephen King made you decide you absolutely had to be a writer?
And which book have you read over-and-again?
I’m going to spare you the biography on him, as I see there are a lot of posts in honor of Mr. King today. I will say I have read many of his books, but not all of them; yet.
I cannot explain what it is about this book that makes me love it so. It could be the actual story; it may be something that was going on in my life at the time I first read it that it gave me an escape from. There really is no other connection within the characters, plot, or even environment where it takes place that would connect with me. But I absolutely love this book the most!
The time Stephen King made me cry:
Yes, this book made me physically, ugly-sob cry, and I would never have thought he could do that to me, and it came out of no where! Some of his best writing, in my humble opinion. I have not read this one in quite some time, so I am thinking a good reread over the Thanksgiving holiday is due.
My Favorite Series:
Yes; I devoured this series by getting each book the day it was released, and having it read within 24 hours. I am currently experiencing extreme sadness that I have no access to the station showing the television show.
So Stephen King, I sincerely wish you the happiest 70th birthday, and cannot thank you enough for the countless hours of joy you have brought me for the past 33 years since I discovered your writing.
Oh: and for scaring the shit out of me on many occasions where I sat up in bed for the night, with the lights on, and my tv playing loud so I couldn’t hear the noises inside my house. You are truly a master at your art, and for that, I am forever grateful!
Before I post my author, and I will tell you, I was arguing with myself for days; if you could have dinner with one author, living or not, who would it be?
I am expecting some familiar names, and please do not let that stop you from posting, because I would honestly love to have dinner with JK Rowling, Stephen King (hold the meal), or Mr. Patterson.
I would have loved to have had a face-to-face with Mr. William W. Johnstone, whom stoked my fire for writing when I wrote to him as a young teenager, obsessed with his books, and he replied, and we had a friendly relationship for several years.
That book right there; Sweet Dreams, put me on the path to loving books for the rest of my life!
And now I have a personal library in my house, and I am constantly hunting for the books I loved as a child. Alfred Hitchcock and the Three Investigators? They are gold now, because I cannot find a single one under $30.00, and my local library does not even carry them anymore 😦
Finally! I managed to get this book finished, and I was not disappointed. Bill Hodges is still not finished with Brady Hartsfield. Apparently, Brady is not even close to being finished with Bill, either.
You’ll find familiar faces here from the first two stories (Mr. Mercedes, and Finders Keepers), as well as some new characters. The story focuses on Hodges and Hartsfield both being able to put an end to the twisted ties they have to each other.
Which says a lot, because Brady Hartsfield is supposed to be in a vegetative state. A Doctor at the hospital sees the perfect opportunity to use Brady as a guinea pig for an experimental drug for those suffering from brain injuries. Apparently the drug should be approved, because it seems to work. Whether the extra benefits Brady experiences are due to the medication or not is questionable.
Brady is determined to make Hodges, as well as those nearest and dearest to him, finally pay for interfering in his twisted plots of death and destruction. And Hodges has enough on his mind already. Holly and Jerome once again team together with Hodges in what is the perfect ending to this trilogy.
I find myself in my own personal argument about this, because although there are books I have read, and thought the movies were terrible; I also know that so many people decided to pick up and read that book because they saw the movie.
Some easy ones for me that should have never been made? Any Romeo and Juliet movie; ever. Honestly, I never enjoyed the story, so there was zero chance I would like any movie based on this story.
This is strictly my personal-non-scientific-I-watch-too-many-movies opinion; so we will just go with it.
I read Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone when the movie was done at the theater, but not released on dvd. I read it in a day, and by that time, the next two books were already out. So it took a while before I got caught up to the book releases and had to wait in line for the remaining books. I loved the movies, as much as the stories.
I absolutely love the Twilight series. The movies were painful to watch because I think Kristen Stewart is the worse actress ever; but I loved the stories. So yes, I did watch, and own, each dvd.
The Hunger Games. I loved the books, but as each successive movie comes out, I find it more unbearable to sit through.
Inkheart. Oh. My. Goodness. I love this story, and the movie. I watch it all the time. I do not know why, but I love watching Brendan Fraser in any movie. Goofy; serious; I just like him. But Inkspell and Inkdeath never made it to film. Journey to the Center of the Earth? Loved him in that. Yes; I own that too.
And Narnia. Oh my favorite, glorious Narnian world. I have heard rumors about The Silver Chair being next to be produced, but the actors are grown, and can no longer fill the roles as they left them.
What movie have you loved that you wish was written in a story?
Me? Stephen King’s From a Buick 8.
One of my favorite stories, as you all know, and I would love to see this made into a movie.