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[fish-fido]

Stolen from Stephen King's Xitter post.

[the1zacj]

[tothepointtales]

What is Crossover Fiction?

What is Crossover Fiction?

Late last night, I sighed with satisfaction as I finished Gwendy’s Button Boxby Stephen King and Richard Chizmar. The bestselling duo had penned a perfect ending to a fast-paced story about a teen girl who finds herself in a Pandora’s box type of situation. Most readers expect a book from King’s workshop to target adults (who crave horror), but this one can be termed a crossover—a story spanning…

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[tobidoyle]

#ManCandyMonday - Bill Skarsgard as Pennywise - Super Creepy

#ManCandyMonday – Bill Skarsgard as Pennywise – Super Creepy

As we approach Halloween, I figured scary ManCandy was a good idea. I won’t lie, I read It in high school. Then, when it was on television I tried to watch it, got so scared I had to sleep with my closet doors tied closed. Yep… Tim Curry made me afraid of my own bedroom.

So, this generation get’s it own Pennywise. I’m not going to see the movie, because as a mom, I don’t find scary movies fun…

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[tobidoyle]

Killing off the Adverbs - But, I really, really, really like them

Dear @StephenKing, You're killing me. -A Darling

Dear @StephenKing, You’re killing me.               -A Darling Killing off the Adverbs – But, I really, really, really like them. “Adverbs are not your friends,” wrote the man responsible for my wedging a chair under the door knobs of my closet keeping kid-eating clowns contained along with Hammer-pants, scrunchies, and other fashion faux pas of the nineties. Now, taking a class on revisions…

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[thisgameisaplateaux]

Superbowl XLIX, or Super Bowel? Say it out loud and it sounds like a cure for constipation. Try it and see.

— Stephen King (@StephenKing) January 19, 2015

[charlenemcgee]

человек в черном костюме

стоит написать о каком-то событии, и оно перестает мучать тебя. оставляет в покое, уходит, точно изображение на старых выцветших снимках - с каждым днем становится все светлее, стирается, блекнет, пока не остается лишь желтовато-белый прямоугольник бумаги.

и я молю создателя о таком утешении.