This is Stephen King’s latest book. It was written under his Richard Bachman moniker way back before Carrie hit the pages. I have to say, it was a quick read. I guess you could say I, uh, blazed through it.
I love Stephen King’s ability to create a three dimensional character and this book did that quite well. So many books I’ve read have one dimensional characters in them. Any time I read a book where the character is fleshed out, I normally enjoy it no matter what the genre. This book did not fall under the horror category, either. It was a story of a mentally challenged guy who kidnapped a baby in the hopes of collecting a large ransom. As you can imagine, the story ended badly for one of the characters, but I won’t say who.
This book made me remember why I’ve always liked Stephen King so much. I only wish he was still writing stuff like this. Beyond the Dark Tower series, I haven’t been enjoying his books as much as I used to. Still, a bad Stephen King book is better than most of the other stuff out there.