Trapped in the Land of the Dark Tower

So, I reallllllly had to drag myself out to the coffee shop to write to ya'll today. I am about 1/3 of the way through the last Stephen King's Dark Tower book (Hile Fellow Gunslingers!). All I wanted to do today was veg in various prone positions, reading and eating mixed nuts and drinking Perrier. :) I abandoned the book I was reading before yesterday (which is a perfectly good book but doesn't have more than 20 years of waiting behind it!!) Seriously! I'll get back to it eventually.

I started reading the Dark Tower series back in the early 1980s when I was, maybe, 11 or so. During the time period that King didn't really write much on them, I sort of forgot about it. But when I was applying to PhD programs, the clever marketers re-released the whole series till then in trade paperback. Andrew, sweetest man in the world (I know you guys reading are sweet too-- but you know I'm biased about my sweet baboo...) bought me the whole series cause I was flying cross country to a university to check out their program(which will remain unnamed cause they were blind and didn't accept me.) It was, give them some credit, a tiny program with something like 13 students accepted. But still. To have not recognized my clear superiority! :)

I have been hopelessly addicted ever since. So much so that, on hearing the news that King had been hit by a van a few years ago, I had to rush to the Internet to find more news than the TV was currently offering because I had to know his status! Thank God he was fine (for more than the sort of callous reasons above-- I'm glad he's okay for all the less selfish of me reasons, too). I actually have the plot of a horror novel inspired partly by his accident that would be a kick ass novel, too. I have several chapters loosely outlined. If ONLY I could get done with all the other things I need to do first!!!! :)

Anyway. I'm done with my latte, and it's going to have to be one today since I really need to get back to the Path of the Beam.

But in the meantime, I just had a chat with a young woman who is inspired by English Lit, but not by college. She was sweet, and it's fun to be the "old salt" who has lots of helpful advice.

Enough! See you all tomorrow. I may be bleary eyed because it's entirely possible I'll stay up ALL NIGHT reading. So.