

If these tales turn out to have an interlacing of nightmarish elements after all, the reason is not the occult, but twentieth-century humanity's apparent determination to return to the Dark Ages, a time for which Stephen King is obviously the ideal bard. The Breathing Method-a tale told in a strange club about a woman determined to give birth no matter what. The Body-four rambunctious young boys venture into the Maine woods and in sunlight and thunder find life, death, and intimations of their own mortality. Rita Hayworth and Shawshank Redemption-the most satisfying tale of unjust imprisonment and offbeat escape since The Count of Monte Cristo.Īpt Pupil-a golden California schoolboy and an old man whose hideous past he uncovers enter into a fateful and chilling mutual parasitism.

At the same time, nobody in search of the utterly distinctive King brand of driving narrative, graphically rendered scene and character, and stamp-on-the-clinging-fingers cliffhanger plot will go away unsatisfied. That he can transcend horror is proved triumphantly in these four works. Although he is by now a world-class grand master of the horrific, he resists entombment in that genre. "Is horror all you write?" is the second most frequent question Stephen King encounters,* he tells us in the Afterword to this superlative quartet of novels. Stephen King is the author of more than sixty books, all of them worldwide bestsellers.
