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That´s what is happening when a year long mixed substance abuse drug alcohol trip doesn´t go ingenious with the works It, Different Seasons, Pet Sematary, Misery, etc., but turns to a literary horror trip for the readers.

At least King admits not remembering writing this one, but liking it for whatever reasons, probably typical parent´s ostrichism, although he should have noticed with under 2 permille blood alcohol, and years later after rehab, that something is going terribly wrong, that he forgot to give his characters the credible motivations and introspections to construct a satisfying plotline and premise.

He said in an interview that he got the inspiration when he met a strange guy in his cottage, home, maybe in the woods, not sure anymore, who had a huge beast of a pretty terrifying dog. Well, that was it already, in other creative enlightenment moments he wrote timeless masterpieces with a real dark force manipulating humans that is culminated into a main antagonist, side characters, sometimes even some meta, and the characterization he is so famous for, but this is just facepalm.

I knew this was average or bad because I am totally into swarm intelligence ratings, so was at least well prepared and truly, letting characters tell the story hardly ever went so wrong in his career, maybe his novel Cell as the only example I remember at the moment, but there might be the, especially subjective, one or other too. A logical, and often seen consequence of the creative writing approach without plotting and just letting creativity flow completely unleashed, are weak and illogical endings and general not really clean and believable plotlines, but there is nothing in here that makes King´s work great.

What shows that King is one of the greatest authors of all time is that even this one can´t be given less than 3 stars, because even completely wasted, not caring about complex storyboarding and creating an interwoven premise, etc. he produces an average novel. Not that it´s a good paragon for the kids, aspiring writers, or something, but one has to acknowledge and honor to write better than most humans would be able to do when high as hell. Drink and do drugs to find your muse, or even more than just one if you overachievingly overdose and see two of them, sexy monozygotic twins, if you want to be successful, doesn´t seem to be the best writing advice. Except beer, that´s just for recreation and harmless.

I guess dog lovers and people not caring about the unusual, superficial, soap opera style characters and their uninteresting lives that are just added to let the dog take a better bite and have more to chew away at, might even see it as a solid 4 star, but I´ve read too much King, some bad ones too, to not protect readers by keeping the rating low.

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