A friend of mine is embarking on a journey that I'm sure many wouldn't envy. In a gargantuan feat, he intends to read and review, in order, the entire back catalogue of a single author.
Some may deride his fiction as 'Holiday Reading', acne-scarred adolescent fantasy or simply the basis of some horribly feeble film adaptations. But we know better don't we?
Percy Bysshe Shelley.

Just kidding.

I am of course referring to Stephen King. *stop sniggering at the back!*
I'm sure I'm not alone in having read a (perhaps unadvisably) large selection of his books as a pre-teen, lapping up the visceral horror and the intangible quality which keeps you turning page after page. So here it is - a re-evaluation of a much maligned author.

Whether you appreciate the books or not (you may find yourself surprised...) it is guaranteed to be a voyage of (re) discovery, entertainment and intelligent discourse. So do please take the time to visit, re-visit and comment.

Stephen King Reviewed


Oh and on a final Stephen King-related note, The Shawshank Redemption is a fatuous, mawkish, out and out feeble piece of melodrama. Not a classic.