I so wanted to like this novel more than I did. As usual, King writes some clever lines that only he can write and so I continued reading the book even as it dragged for the first half. I know that King had a father that abandoned him and his family at a very early age and this theme permeates his novels. For once I'd like to see King offer a positive father figure that he seems to long for even to this day; basically a daddy. King says in ON WRITING, that an author is only effective writing about something he knows. Having lost my mother at age nine to leukemia, I know what it's like to lose a parent. My father stills lives but suffers from Alzheimer's. King had more support from his mother than I ever did from my father. He was there, my father, but wasn't ever actually a daddy to me or my siblings. He was always working or busy with other things to take much interest in the nine kids my mother bore for him, 1950s-1960s Catholics you know. Mr. King, having a father is overrated--- a mother is much better. Perhaps you can make peace with him as I have mine. And I wonder.... what kind of father, or maybe daddy, you became.
Overall, I liked the book but it could have been 200 pages shorter with the same effect.
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