I finished Constantine’s Sword last night, and I’m now doing something I’ve never done before: reading a Stephen King novel. I read King’s memoir, On Writing (absolutely wonderful), but in my entire life I have never even opened one of his fiction books. Tbe one I’m reading now is one I’ve had on my shelf for several years, thinking I would read it someday: Bag of Bones. It’s not a horror novel. It’s great, so far. I’m really enjoying it.
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