“The Road” by Cormac McCarthy held me captive, staying up all night immersed in its pages, awakening the next morning with a lingering sense of melancholy. Stephen King’s works, especially “The Shining,” share that unique ability to make you eagerly anticipate the next page, constantly wondering what twist awaits.
First, I loved all the previous diaries, but this one felt different. I finished last night and can’t put my finger on it yet, perhaps there was just less of the internal dialogue, or maybe he’s just getting more and more human and less and less interesting.
It, not he.
Interesting ! I had some favorites and less-favorites for sure among the other books/novellas. And I always read “it” as a She !