I didn’t realize I’ve turned into a literary elitist snob. I can’t tell you the last time I’ve read a Stephen King book -what with them being for the unwashed masses and all. It has to be upwards of two decades. I USED to read every book he wrote, every time it was released. Then I got my degree and his works were beneath me. Fast forward to now. I have a disabled sister who recently moved into long term care. When I visit, I read to her. She requested that I read Cujo. I read Cujo when it was first released in 1981, 40+ years ago. Reading it now, all these years later, I just cannot express how impressed I am with the craftsmanship of the writing. Read it, that’s all I have to say - that man, he knows how to write a thriller.
What’s even more impressive is that King has virtually no memory of writing the book. He wrote it during the height of his addiction and doesn’t remember much, if anything, of writing it. He has said that he enjoys the book and wishes he remembered more about writing it.