Stephen King never ceases to amaze me. As a writer, Iíll admit that Iím outrageously jealous. How the heck, I wonder, can this guy crank out novel after novel -- the great majority of which are delightfully terrifying, and all of which are impressively unique -- and never run out of ideas? Somehow, he does it. And I -- like the rest of his millions of fans -- am glad he does.
In Bag of Bones, King introduces his readers to Mike Noonan, a writer who finally returns to his lakeside home-away-from-home -- four years after his wifeís sudden death -- in an attempt to regain his ability to write. Soon after his arrival, he crosses the path of Max Devore, the local tech-millionaire, who will stop at nothing to steal his four-year-old granddaughter away from her widowed mother. At the same time, Mike discovers that thereís more to his home -- and its past -- than he realized.
Not only has King pulled together yet another nightmare-inducing masterpiece, but, in the process, heís included something rarely seen in his work -- emotion. It may sound unbelievable, but even a seasoned veteran can learn a new trick or two. And in Bag of Bones, King shows that he can create more than just horror -- thereís more to this story than ghosts and goblins.
I had a hard time putting this book down, and itís pretty impressive to be able to hold my attention for over 700 pages. Sure, there are moments when the story pushes even the barriers of believable fiction, but if you donít have a wild imagination, you shouldnít be reading King in the first place. Still, this is a book that you can get caught up in -- and once you do, you wonít want it to end.
Ed. note: Interested in Stephen King? Check out Kristin's reviews of The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon, Nightmares and Dreamscapes Volume 1, and Carrie.