Next comes 'Secret Window, Secret Garden,' the most self-conscious novella of the four, a dour and tense reworking of Misery and The Dark Half. And if the entities turn out to be more whimsical than scary ('sort of like beachballs'), they bounce the tale into King's most upbeat ending ever, a rhapsodic celebration of life. The premium cut sits on top: 'The Langoliers,' whose wildly original premise-that a group of airline passengers travel a few minutes into the past to encounter the entities that eat Being, leaving Nothingness-unfolds in classic King fashion, with a psychic blind girl, a demented financier, a mystery writer, and a British spy awash in mounting suspense (why is the beer 'Flat! Flat as a pancake!'? and what is that sound like 'Animals at feeding time' at the place near the airport?). 'A double-double Whopper hot from the grill of 'America's literary boogeyman,' as he puts it in his introduction: four sizzling horror novellas sandwiched within the theme of 'Time.and the corrosive effects it can have on the human heart.' Sure, they're dripping with excess wordage and high-calorie sentiment, but cut away the fat and there's still more steak here than in any other horror book of the year. Dust jacket now protected in a clear, removable, archival cover.

Black cloth boards with embossed SK, title in gold on spine. There is a neatly inked gift inscription (1990) on FEP. All my copies from different sources show endpapers overglued to front flyleaf, so I assume this was a publishing run error and not a repair. Fine first edition in a fine dust jacket.

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