I’ve started to read yet another Stephen King book, and though he keeps me interested with his moderate wit and entertaining plots, I can by now practically predict the course of his stories which seem to always involve small-town Maine, which he seems to include as a tribute to his past but probably secretly despises; a door, usually leading to some time or place else; and the number nineteen, which I personally think he should get over. I haven’t read much about Stephen King himself, and so have no factual backing in what I am here concluding about his character, but as an avid reading for the past several years, I would like to request of Mr. King to please step his game up. Even though, that regardless to whether he does step it up or not, I (and I’m sure many others) will most probably continue to purchase and read his books; for they are, after all, on the higher end of the quality spectrum in the ‘easy reading’ escapist genre, which was the main reason I picked the book up in the first place. I’ve grown quite tired of articles and theoretical analysis of cultural theory, and just happened to have a Stephen King book lying round untouched for the past year. Almost the past year, it was a birthday gift to me last December. And now I shall go continue reading it.