Stephen King’s Lisey’s Story is about a widow whose celebratory husband passed away; leaving behind a studio full of papers, unpublished manuscripts, and clues leading her to his past. As Lisey Landon struggles to remember Scott’s troubling childhood, she is left to deal with the remnants of his psycho fans. Enlisting the help of her catatonic sister, and following the “bool stations,” Lisey discovers a way to fight back her attacker while finally releasing her grief over her dead husband.
Lisey’s Story has proven to be a long read for me, once again. This time, it was not because of the excessiveness of his words or drawn-out details (which have proven to be extremely useful in this story and not so drawn-out as his earlier novels once were), but it was because it was a horror novel in which I am not able to read in my bed before I retire for the night. Too many nightmares run rampant in my head after the lights go out. However, I am in awe by his writing talent and his imagination. In spite of all the “blood-bools”, mutilations, and gore, Stephen King can still draw a reader in with the simple use of his words.
This carefully crafted story enticed my own juices of creativity and makes me thirst for that pool of imagination. Stephen King’s artistic expression of the catatonic individual leaves me to wonder about the other world that resides just beyond our veil. My only hope is that my own “Boo’ya Moon” doesn’t have the “bad gunky” residing in it when I venture out of reality and into the world of imagination.