Monday, December 26, 2011

Bag Of Bones

I bought Bag of Bones from a library sale for one dollar many moons ago and the bag of bones has been on the shelf ever since.  Finally I feel like there is simply no better way to end the year 2011 than reading Bag of Bones, a horror story by the one and only King.

The hardcover is more than five hundred pages long and about two inches thick.  It feels substantial and overwhelming.

Mike Noonan, a recently widowed second tier romance/suspense writer had a four-year writer's block and finally decided to set out to his vacation home hoping to unclog the block or at least to relax.  He got more than he bargained for.  He uncovered deep rooted town secret from many generations back, met some unsavory characters, human and otherwise and even linked his wife's untimely death back to their vacation home Sara Laughs.  The plot twists and characters are interesting, far fetched and have enough going on to keep the story forward and in the end everything is logical and explained, that is, if you were to accept the premise (I am fairly disappointed the plastic owls don't play a more important role than led up to be).  Of course, it's more than just a ghost story, it's about love, justice and peace too.  King proves to be king.  The book may seem daunting but it's an easy read.

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