N is Here

I don’t know how he does it. I think he’s something from the depths of Hell, and I mean that as a complement. I partake of horror stories very, very rarely. I just don’t like the hopeless tension of “Who’s going to die next?” unless there are big guns and explosions, which is why I was fine after the shooting started in Aliens, but still can’t watch Alien.

Yet, there is some of King’s works that I find absolutely fantastic, despite it being borderline horror, like The Stand, most of his short story collections, Dark Tower, and now he has dished up this very interesting story with N. I don’t want to say too much, except it’s about a man with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, and his psychologist. I will say that the implications at the end of the story are potentially far-reaching and scary. I got goosebumps after thinking about the horrific possibilities.

Mr. King, I bow to you. I could only wish I was as half a good story-teller as you.