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I’ve finally, whew, finished Lisey’s Story. I actually got through with this monumental testimony to Stephen King’s ability to sit at a keyboard for hours while repeating himself, a while back. But it’s taken me this time to recuperate. The first 250-300 pages are filled with King’s exercises where he sees how many sentences he can construct using the word bool. Bool is a nonsense word dreamed up by Lisey’s husband, Scott, and his father and brother. Scott’s criminally insane relatives. Scott, the writer/dead husband of Lisey is a world famous horror author whose works have sold in the millions. All of the books I read about writing say stay away from being autobiographical. So much for that.
The last quarter of the work finally gets with it, and a semi horror novel emerges. I liked some of the allegories such as the POOL where writers go down to sip and come back with a novel. The problem is that this POOL is surrounded by dreadful killing machines, beasts that will consume you in one huge gulp. I think the point here was that if you don’t know just how to get to the POOL without dying, you cannot be a famous writer. Alas, we never get the formula, just bored to death.
Lionel A. LaVergne, author