You could call me a Stephen King junkie. I’m pretty sure I read all his fiction—not all in English, yet—and a few of his non-fiction works. The thing is, the man just keeps coming with more books. Which I don’t mind, as they seem to be getting better.
As the name betrays, King’s latest novel The Dark Tower: The Wind Through the Keyhole is an addition to his magnum-opus, the Dark Tower-series. It is a stand-alone tale that, chronologically, fits between Wizards & Glass and Wolves of the Calla. Much like the former, it’s a tale within a tale: while questing for the Dark Tower in a world that has moved on, our gunslinger tells his fellow travellers how he, once upon a bye, removed a shapeshifting murderer from a remote town.
Within that tale, there’s another tale about a boy rising above his humble self. And this story, the titular The Wind Through the Keyhole, is the meat of the novel. Much like the Dark Tower comics, it fleshes out the Dark Tower-universe with a fine story. On the great wheel of Ka, it might not be the most significant episode, but it does me fine, if ya ken it.
(And I should not forget to give mad props to Jae Lee, who illustrated the pretty sweet limited artist edition that now resides in my collection. His work on the comics was stunning, and these pieces are just as good.)
- Book read
- Stephen King — The Dark Tower: The Wind Through the Keyhole
- First Line
- During the days after they left the Green Palace that wasn’t Oz after all—but which was now the tomb of the unpleasant fellow Roland’s ka-tet had known as the Tick-Tock Man—the boy Jake began to range farther and farther ahead of Roland, Eddie, and Susannah.