... a thank you, sent out from a fan...
This may sound odd, but Stephen King has been with me through my roughest times... I was reading Tommyknockers when my mother first was diagnosed with emphysema... I was reading The Stand when she passed from cancer... it almost seems as if when I pick up one of his books, something dramatic or traumatic is going to happen to me... yet his books are like a patch, to get me through it... and now this time it's Duma Key... I tried to start reading it on the bus down to Georgia, but couldn't focus with the not eating, not sleeping, panic thing going on... but the past week I've fallen into the story, and it's like, Yes... he's there for me again... this is just what I need... it even broke me when in a part of the book he quotes a poem from Garrison Keillor's "Good Poems"... and I was like, Yes, I know that book, I have that book, I love that book... it was just the twist I needed to help me release a bit... so it's more than just his brilliant work that makes me such a fan, it's the timing as well... he's seen me through some of my darkest times with his stories, and the little bits he adds to them, the flotsam and jetsam of trivia, music or poetry... he's such a big poetry fan, I don't think people realize that about him...he knows his stuff... anyway, this is just a shout to him that he'll probably never know about, but thank you for your stories and how they've been there for me... I know you have no control over that aspect of it, but the stories, the books have been there, and Someone has always brought one to me at the right time to keep me alive...
