Topic: Stephen Kink
I'm starting this topic for those of us that are fans of Stephen King, but as Stephen Kink. I freely admit I'm a disciple, he has had a huge influnece on me as a writer.
I call him that because while he's the master or horror, his best talent is to put the reader in places we never want to be but can't bring ourselves to escape from. Also comparable to Quentin Tarantino movies. Call him a kinky, dirty man, if you will, no one understands the dark side of human nature like him.
My three favorites are The Stand, IT, and Christine.
The Stand is the Gold standard of a journey made by characters in a post-apocalyptic setting.
Other than Flagg, it shows you how to make villains real people with motives we can understand, villains you wind up begging not to make that dark choice, but they do. No, Harold, don't make that choice. We feel your pain. Franny should have been yours, but you're becoming a respected person in this new community. You'll find the right girl. Loyd, I could have forgiven you past, I liked you--but you chose wrong.
It is just an incredible book that shows how magic does exist in a child's mind. Anything is possible if you can imagine it. though it does have one scene where I'll dare to criticize King because he made a huge mistake. He made it clear only kids can imagine and use magic, yet when they had to wish they way out of the sewers, they took turns having sex with the only girl on the team. To me that was a huge fowl. Coming to age, trying to become an adult is when you lose that ability.
Christine, well its the perfect horror show of obsession for teenagers. I like how he uses the engines of cars to show how our minds wake up in those teenage years.
I met a guy named Michael Jackson on here, and we really hit it off--might be long lost soul brothers. We're shared our like/dread of Mr. Kink and I told him my ultimate fantasy as a writer would be to be invited by Stephen King to share a beer, then wonder why mine had this gray matter on it as Mr. King assured me not to worry, it was nothing.
Turns out he he wrote a poem: Christmas with Stephen King that captured that fantasy almost perfectly.