Stephen King has long been one of my favorite authors. Until about five years ago I could say I owned every book he’s written. Looking over his bibliography on Wikipedia, I’m still pretty damn close, missing only five of his most recent works, but I’ve read all but one of those, Gwendy’s Button Box, which I’ll rectify as soon as I’ve finished reading Econoclash Review #3 and the Spring 2019 issue of Cirsova.
I’ve had some mixed feelings about several of King’s recent books, namely the Bill Hodges trilogy (Mr. Mercedes, Finders Keepers, End of Watch), but even with those so-so emotions I don’t regret the time spent reading them. They trade more on mystery/detective fiction than the supernatural horror King is famous for, and because of that they weren’t something I immediately fell in love with.
The same is true of the most…
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Dark Perceptions 