September Book Review0
Misery by Stephen King; 4.5 stars (out of 5)
This might need to be 5 stars. This was my first ever Stephen King, way back at the beginning of 7th grade in 1988 or so. Reading it now I can easily see why he hooked me right away and has had me ever since. The man can write. This is classic King writing and pacing, with no (virtually no?) missteps along the way.
It starts out right in the middle of the action (not the same heart thumping action as he starts Firestarter but still, you’re right in it from the get-go) and it just revs up from there. The writing is pretty flawless and the story is a plausible reality of terror. It’s completely realistic in a weird way, probably because of his excellent character development (which is thinner in this book, actually; and that in turn is ironic since the entire book is more or less 2 characters).
There is a lot in this book about Paul’s feeling as he writes, how he knows he’s in the zone by “falling into the hole in the paper” and I really wonder if this is Stephen King’s own experience. He writes so much, as Paul, about the writing and the pain of writing and the feeling of the writing, and it could easily be all fiction, or it could be at least some of how he actually feels about writing, or experiences his own writing. Not that it matters, but I’m curious.
To me, this is one of his strongest books. I prefer stories without supernatural elements in it, and he delivers a doozy with this one. He carries metaphors of caged animals/Africa, pylons/tide, and the hole in the paper through the entire book to great effect. The writing is crisp and tight, the story is creepy and feels right. Very strong effort. Lots of references to writing and process, and to how things would turn out in a book but this is reality. My only “meh” moment is his description of mental illness (depression versus psychosis) and I’m not sure he gets that right, but also how he didn’t need to say that Paul knew about it; he could have just said ‘Paul read somewhere that’ or ‘Paul thought’ or whatever, and then it doesn’t matter if he gets it right about mental illness. But that’s such a minor peeve. I’m also not sure that he needed to go quite as far as he did, with [redacted for spoiler]. I don’t think it’s implausible or out of place, but I’m not sure he had to go that far in service of the story. I’m getting softer as I get older and while I’m pretty sure the young me read that gleefully, it was harder this time around. If it’s too far it’s not by much, so it might just be me, needing a bit less gore as I age. I can’t think of anything else to complain about. Such a good book.
“The cellar windows, as if reflecting Annie’s paranoia (and there was nothing strange about that, he thought; didn’t all houses come, after awhile, to reflect the personalities of their inhabitants?)…”