Nothing new under the sun. Except me.

Same book. Same yard. But now there’s also me! After finishing everything I wanted to do today, I managed to grab some time in the sun. I’m still reading the same Stephen King book, but that’s fine. I find it funny how sometimes I read books that are utterly inappropriate for the weather. Who reads fantasy/horror/thriller in the sun?

I can now see how the two (almost) parallel stories from this book are starting to come together. If I weren’t so confused by the ‘transition’ from storyline 1 to storyline 2, I think I would’ve forgotten about the first one altogether. But when you’re Stephen King you can do whatever you want. That is what I aspire to be.