Background
I’ve been subjecting myself to Stephen King for the past year and a half; I’m reading all his novels and collections in publication order (with the caveat that I’m skipping The Dark Tower, Bachman, and Mr. Mercedes books for now). I refuse to read his Hard Case Crime novels, but that’s because I am simply not interested in his non-horror writing. When I say “subjecting,” I do mean that this has been (largely) a practice in masochism. I am no stranger to this approach to media consumption and analysis—my graduate school career was guided by a hate-read of Stephanie Meyer’s Twilight Saga and a hate-watch of the CW’s The Vampire Diaries and The Originals. (Ironically, both of these hate-consumptions were centered around ostensibly heterosexual vampire romance stories, but I am interested in the queer text and subtext of vampirism in media.) Since April 2023 (I am writing this in August 2024), I have read (in publication order) King’s work published between 1974 (Carrie) and 2002 (From a Buick 8). That amounts to 26 novels (Carrie, ‘Salem’s Lot’, The Shining, The Stand: The Complete and Uncut Edition, The Dead Zone, Firestarter, Cujo, Christine, Pet Semetary, The Eyes of the Dragon, It, Misery, The Tommyknockers, The Dark Half, Needful Things, Gerald’s Game, Dolores Claiborne, Insomnia, Rose Madder, The Green Mile, Desperation, The Regulators [technically a Bachman book, but also a mirror novel to Desperation], Bag of Bones, The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon, Dreamcatcher, and From a Buick 8) and 7 collections (Night Shift, Different Seasons, Skeleton Crew, Four Past Midnight, Nightmares & Dreamscapes, Hearts in Atlantis, and Everything’s Eventual). I am hoping to finish the rest of his non-series novels (with the exception of Doctor Sleep) and collections by the end of this year—13 books to go! As I make my way through Stephen’s oeuvre, I hope to share my thoughts and insight in a series of essays. Hopefully these will be short, but part of me wonders if King’s style will influence my analyses. (That is, what if I end up writing essays that I enjoy and that others feel are too long and drop off in the third act?) I’d ask you to join me, but I am deep in the wilderness of King’s fictional Maine. Instead, maybe I can give you a map through the stories of Derry, Castle Rock, Dark Score Lake, and the rest of this twisted Maine to where I am. When we meet, we can find our way home together.














