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This profile photo is my mom and me at the beach--she is 26 and I am about 18 months. LOVE the joy!! I am a mom of three and a teacher; being a teacher means I have to go back and cut the f-bombs. There were a few. Because Alzheimer's sucks badly. This blog, for nine years now--skipping a few while I was too cheap to buy my domain name-- helps me un-peel and process the endless layers of sad woven with weird and--impossibly--comedy.

Thursday, July 25, 2013

Stephen King & Me.

       I've been listening to THE STAND- a 1991 edition of Stephen King's 1978 book, about which anyone who read it at the time would never have said "This needs 500 more pages." But the unedited version has them: 1300 in all.
       So I'm 26 hours into the 48 hour audiobook and it's lasted me, so far, a month or so. I don't drive too much, which is the best way to burn time with an audiobook. I listen to it on the way to see my mom an hour out of town, and I listen late at night~ after I take the requisite diphenhydramine. I have fucked up dreams about people who've died in a disjointed movie scene manner. Then I wake up at 1:30 am and realize I'm still listening to the book and will have to figure out when I stopped being cognitive and back up.
        I went through my first Stephen King phase when we all did: the early 1980's- after sometimes cheesy but always freaky feature films based on "Christine" and "Carrie" (the best crazy bloody revenge flick to watch after being ditched at a school dance, as I was at age 14), "The Shining," "Children of the Corn" and "Cujo."
        This all coincided (but existed on a different artistic level) with the "slasher" phase: Starting with "Friday the 13th," "My Bloody Valentine," "Halloween," "Poltergeist" (a family film. You could share with your parents the universal terror over that goddamn clown underneath the bed.)
         So anyway, I rediscovered King's story-telling mastery last year after reading/listening to "11/22/63" an 849-page historical fiction Sci-Fi /Time travel/horror/love story. Who could pull that off besides King? He has a new CBS series, "Under the Dome" which deals with our collective cultural fear: The loss of freedom. King gets access into the human psyche; tapping into our deepest, most subliminal or fully conscious insecurities, as well as private horrors. Don't believe in conspiracies? You will. Ghosts? The Devil? Bogeyman? Bring it.
          He is descriptively grotesque and dark, then lyrical enough between horrific passages to make it feel safe enough to read on. I say all this to make clear that he knows and is the ultimate architect of SCARY.
         Which brings me to what Stephen King says is his biggest fear: Alzheimer's Disease.

Thoughtful young me

Thoughtful young me

Seventies chicks

Seventies chicks
Me and my mom Lynn, 1973