Thank You, Stephen King!
Thanksgiving is a time to appreciate family and friends, but since I’m a book/writing blogger, I’d like to focus a moment on authors for whom I’m thankful. I appreciate that I live during a time when so many authors can publish a wide variety of books, so many that a reader’s selection is limitless.
I’m thankful for James Patterson writing so many cheesy books that I always have something easy to critique on my blog. I’m thankful for authors like Dickens, Twain, Tolkien, Howard, Christie, Rowling, and many others who have given us bibliophiles countless hours of cheap entertainment and enlightenment.
But most of all, I’m thankful for Stephen King.
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A few weeks ago, a friend of my wife came over unannounced and uninvited with her family. Any visitors we get are because of my wife. I don’t have friends, so nobody comes over to see me. My wife has lots of friends, and sometimes we end up entertaining families of people whom I barely know. Most of the time I don’t mind, but I don’t like it when the visitors are unannounced and uninvited.
In this case, the family had a teenage son who, according to his parents, is addicted to video games and hates to read. He’s capable of reading, my wife’s friend said, but he won’t do it unless it’s a school assignment.
“At least he completes his school assignments,” I said to my wife’s friend.
“Yeah,” the son said to his mom, but she gave him a dirty look.
I could sympathize with…
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