The third night our puppy was home with us I slept on the kitchen floor next to his crate. He was whimpering. He had a stomach bug. He couldn’t sleep. He couldn’t control himself. My little good boy pooped a million times and stunk and I got so tired of going back and forth from […]
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How Stephen King’s Books Saved Me From Being a Literary Loser
It began with picking up a used copy of The Gunslinger in Dave’s Olde Book Shop in Manhattan Beach all those years ago. Cool title. Cool cover. Or maybe it really began the first time I saw the boring-but-since-it-was-Stephen-King creepy cover of Misery. It could even have truly started with the It cover that used to scare the crap out […]