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Remember that girl back in high school? The one who came from a strange family and wore ugly clothes and never fit in and always got picked on? So did Stephen King.
Carrie, King�s first novel, is about that girl—except Carrie is a little different. She�s got a special power that makes her case extraordinary. And when she decides that she�s had enough of the laughter and teasing, well, it�s all over.
If there�s one thing that I�ve learned through my previous experience with Stephen King novels, it�s this: never, ever read them at night—especially if you�re alone. So I frantically read Carrie in the middle of the afternoon—while sitting in the glaring sun—just to make it a little less dark and haunting.
Something in me has a strange relationship with Stephen King. Whenever I read one of his novels, I find myself flying through them—not only because I can�t put them down, but also because I want to finish so I can read something uplifting. Yet I keep running to the bookstore and buying them. I keep wanting more.
Carrie set King�s style—his horribly (yet oh-so-wonderfully) graphic way of writing that makes you picture every gruesome scene. He�s got a way of putting his readers inside his characters. Carrie (the character) comes to life—so much that she�ll make you wish you�d been nicer to that girl in high school.
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