Dead Zone, The, by King, Stephen

It is almost funny how different early Stephen King books are from some of the latest ones. I have always harped on King for his self indulgent style, for his indecipherable local colloquialisms and the long-winded and sometimes boring family and town histories that he inserts into the his stories. But it seems to me that King was on his game as a young man, and off of it in his middle years, in a way that really kind of redefines the phrase “he's lost it.” Although there were some YA […]

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