I’ve been reading it forever. That’s admittedly hyperbole, but I’ve been reading it for a very long time.
I was book poor, not too many years ago. Along with being food poor, and rent poor, and well… You can extrapolate from there. Now, I have what (falsely) feels like access to ALL THE BOOKS (!), and I tend to try to read a bunch of them simultaneously.
It’s a wonderful problem to have, but it’s a horrible approach for reading to done.
I just got to the part where Stephen got the call about the paperback rights to Carrie going to Signet Books.
(No spoiler, there, right? You knew Carrie was a paperback?)
I ended up having to read it through tears.
Dude, I felt your relief!
I really didn’t expect to be reading a book that I picked up for writing advice—something I hoped would be closer to text-book than autobiography, I guess, despite the contradictory subtitle—as a human interest story.
Thanks, universe, for that lovely literary surprise!
Thanks, too, for presenting it at a time when I can most appreciate it!