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2020-

I was simply going to read the additions made for the 20th-anniversary edition of this book, but I fell down the rabbit hole. He is just so readable! The whole point of this book.
2018-

Still five stars, but the longer I read and love this man, the more I enjoy his words. It's a special treat to have listened to this in his voice which has become so dear to me over the last couple of decades. I would recognize his laugh in a crowd of thousands, I think.

The older he gets, the more the final portion, the narration of his accident with that effin' Brian Smith, hurts my heart. I know he won't live forever, but the older he gets, the more I think about the fact that eventually there will be no more new stories.

2010 -

This is a re-read for me. I knew I had read (at least parts) of it many more times than one, but I am still unsure of how many. I was so surprised to find how very familiar almost every section, paragraph, sentence, and word was. I've said it many, many times, but I really love Stephen King!

I'm not a writer and have no aspirations to be. That didn't stop me from enjoying every word of this book. Yes, I see how it could be instructive, but so much more important than that, it shows us a little of how King became the King we know and love. We get glimpses into his life that we would never have access to otherwise. Because these personal glimpses were my favorite parts of the book, it almost made me sad when King says, towards the end, that this book was horribly hard for him to write. Even if you take away the hiatus his accident made necessary, he put it aside longer than any other novel he has written. Maybe because this one's not a novel, so unfamiliar, and possibly a little scary, territory for him. He knows how to keep us interested and involved with his imagination, but obviously felt daunted by the process of putting fact (flavored with opinion) on paper. He need not have done. It's a brilliant piece of work, and the fact that we non-writers gobbled it up is a testament to that.

Each time he mentioned an author, movie, short story, or novel he enjoyed that I also loved, I felt a thrill. To share something, even something as small as interest, with the man himself, was a heady feeling. Of course, the culmination of all those lead-up thrills was his reading list at the back of the book. He was very careful to make it clear these were not assignments, simply the books he had enjoyed in the last few years, but still...I READ SOME OF THOSE TOO!!!!

I couldn't help but notice, six up from the bottom, Joe Hill by Wallace Stegner. Is this where his son got his pen name? Hmmmm....