Paul Sheldon. He’s a bestselling novelist who has finally met his biggest fan. Her name is Annie Wilkes and she is more than a rabid reader – she is Paul’s nurse, tending his shattered body after an automobile accident. But she is also his captor, keeping him prisoner in her isolated house.
Another classic horror novel written by Stephen King.
The story in this book is marvelous, and its defiantly interesting. The whole story is told from an author’s POV.
The writing style is of course typical Stephen King. Which more or less means that it was good. But in the end it could have been better, because there were parts in this book which could have been cut out. And the action could have happened faster, because there were chapters which felt like a huge stretch of time.
The characters here are meh. Annie was brilliant and Paul was annoying at times. Annie is sort of a Norman Bates gone completely wild. There were times when Paul makes some really dumb decisions, which felt like a 10-year-old would take smarter decisions.
The writing style is of course typical Stephen King. But, which for me personally was a huge waste of story because the whole story could have been written from Annie’s perspective and at the end we could shift to Paul’s perspective. But that’s just my opinion.
This book isn’t scary, it is rather unsettling and have some strange vibe to us that makes us think that there are a lot of strange people in the world.
I give this book 3 / 5
You’ve lost your daughter.She’s addicted to drugs and to an abusive boyfriend. And she’s made it clear that she doesn’t want to be found. Then, quite by chance, you see her busking in New York’s Central Park. But she’s not the girl you remember. This woman is wasted, frightened and clearly in trouble. You don’t stop to think. You approach her, beg her to come home. She runs. And you follow her into a dark and dangerous world you never knew existed. Where criminal gangs rule, where drugs are the main currency, and murder is commonplace.
Once upon a time, a fellow named Richard Bachman wrote Blaze on an Olivetti typewriter, then turned the machine over to Stephen King, who used it to write Carrie. Bachman died in 1985 (“cancer of the pseudonym”), but this last gripping Bachman novel resurfaced after being hidden away for decades an unforgettable crime story tinged with sadness and suspense. Clayton Blaisdell, Jr., was always a small-time delinquent. None too bright either, thanks to the beatings he got as a kid. Then Blaze met George Rackley, a seasoned pro with a hundred cons and one big idea. The kidnapping should go off without a hitch, with George as the brains behind their dangerous scheme. But there’s only one problem: by the time the deal goes down, Blaze’s partner in crime is dead. Or is he?
When a beautiful aspiring writer strides into the East Village bookstore where Joe Goldberg works, he does what anyone would do: he Googles the name on her credit card. As Joe invisibly and obsessively takes control of Beck’s life, he orchestrates a series of events to ensure Beck finds herself in his waiting arms. Moving from stalker to boyfriend, Joe transforms himself into Beck’s perfect man, all while quietly removing the obstacles that stand in their way—even if it means murder.
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