Stephen King
Stephen King
Stephen Edwin Kingis an American author of contemporary horror, supernatural fiction, suspense, science fiction, and fantasy. His books have sold more than 350 million copies, many of which have been adapted into feature films, miniseries, television shows, and comic books. King has published 54 novels, including seven under the pen name Richard Bachman, and six non-fiction books. He has written nearly 200 short stories, most of which have been collected in book collections. Many of his stories are set in...
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth21 September 1947
CityPortland, ME
Sometimes the only thing to do is to take the thing that you must have. Even if someone gets hurt.
Twas something else. I had come to hate her, you see. I had come to wish her dead, and that was what held me back.
I can't lie and say there are no bad writers. Sorry, but there are lots of bad writers.
there are lots of would-be censors out there, and although they may have different agendas, they all want basically the same thing: for you to see the world they see...or to at least shut up about what you do see that's different. they are agents of the status quo. not necessarily bad guys, but dangerous guys if you happen to believe in intellectual freedom.
sure, we need the gypsies. we always have. because if you don't have someone to run out of town once in a while, how are you going to know you yourself belong there?
A person’s never too old for stories. Man and boy, girl and woman, we live for them. - Roland Deschain
It's a hard life if you don't weaken.
Weird love's better than no love at all.
The scholar's greatest weakness: calling procrastination research.
Gordie: Do you think I'm weird? Chris: Definitely. Gordie: No man, seriously. Am I weird? Chris: Yeah, but so what? Everybody's weird
Teddy, Vern, Chris: I don't shut up. I grow up. And when I look at you, I throw up. Aghhh! Gordie: And then your mom goes around the corner and she licks it up.
As always, the blessed relief of starting, a feeling that was like falling into a hole filled with bright light. As always, the glum knowledge that he would not write as well as he wanted to write. As always the terror of not being able to finish, of accelerating into a brick wall. As always, the marvelous joyful nervy feeling of journey begun.
...stupidity is one of the two things we see most clearly in retrospect. The other is missed chances.
You know," King said, "I'm not much good at telling stories. That sounds like a paradox, but it's not; it's the reason I write them down.