But most vividly, over and over, he saw himself behind the wheel of the LTD, racing the engine a little in the closed garage, taking deep breaths and leafing through a copy of National Geographic, examining pictures of life in Tahiti and Aukland and the Mardi Gras in New Orleans, turning the pages ever more slowly, until the sound of the engine faded to a faraway sweet hum and the green waters of the South Pacific inundated him in rocking warmth and took him down to a silver fathom. In the introduction to the book, King describes the unusual method he used to sort the stories: What I did was take all the spades out of a deck of cards plus a joker. Dom’s, confessing his self-murder to a dumbfounded young priest even as his guts accordioned out onto the bench like beef stew, performing an act of contrition in a fading, bemused voice as he lay in his blood and the steaming sausages of his intestines. Even in his dreams he thought he was awake, and in his dreams he committed suicide over and over: burned himself bludgeoned himself by standing under an anvil and pulling a rope hanged himself blew out the stove’s pilot lights and then turned on the oven and all four burners shot himself defenestrated himself stepped in front of a moving Greyhound bus swallowed pills swallowed Vanish toilet bowl disinfectant stuck a can of Glade Pine Fresh aerosol in his mouth, pushed the button, and inhaled until his head floated off into the sky like a child’s balloon committed hara-kiri while kneeling in a confessional at St.

His recent work includes Fairy Tale, Billy Summers, If It Bleeds, The Institute, Elevation, The Outsider, Sleeping Beauties (cowritten with his son Owen King), and the Bill Hodges trilogy: End of Watch, Finders Keepers, and Mr. “He rolled and thrashed in his bed, waiting for the dancing blue shadows to come in his window, waiting for the heavy knock on his door, waiting for some bodiless, Kafkaesque voice to call: Okay, open up in there! And when he finally fell asleep he did it without knowing it, because thought continued without a break, shifting from conscious rumination to the skewed world of dreams with hardly a break, like a car going from drive to low. Stephen King is the author of more than sixty books, all of them worldwide bestsellers.

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