Since I couldn't find the time to snuggle on a chair and waste my hours away on a good book, I've been satisfying my hunger for literature via free eBook downloads and have been stuck reading Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's masterpieces (mainly just the novels on Sherlock Holmes.) Not that I'm complaining, really! I absolutely adore that quirky detective but I've found some of the once intriguing cases easy to solve. I still love reading them anyway.
So back to that day at that book thrift store, I found myself looking around the fictional section and usually when I look for books I am drawn to bestsellers and well-know authors - and in this particular instance was no different. My eyes caught Stephen King... Bag of Bones.
I love him and how he writes his novels. I know most of his work are dark and into the macabre - but I've always been fascinated with his kind of stories. It's creepy but you just can't help but keep turning the pages. I remember reading one story from Four Past Midnight in the middle of the night, alone in my room.. creep-tastic!
When we got home from shopping I was so anxious to read the book, but alas, I needed to sleep early for work tomorrow. I finally got to read it while in the loo - don't ask! But within the first chapters I was ready to ball my eyes out! (Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating a bit but for real I was touched!)
Stephen King is just good with words and visuals.. it's like actually being in that very moment. Unlike some writers (Stephenie Meyer, take a hint!) who writes like a 14-year old girl.
I don't get the utter madness over these Twilight books.. Sure, Robert Pattinson made it all look "attractive" on screen but if they hadn't turned those into movies... Gee, I don't think I would've remembered reading any of it at all! Those so-called vampires are nothing compared to Ann Rice's Lestat. Now THAT was a super sexy vampire... and I didn't even have to imagine Tom Cruise to see that.

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