Here's a freaky horror story for you: A famed author is walking down the road when an oncoming driver is distracted by his dog and swerves his van into the author, sending him flying 15 feet into a wall. Over the next year, the author suffers from unprecedented writer's block while recovering from a collapsed lung and shattered leg, among other injuries. The van's driver, meanwhile, gets his license revoked and slides into a deep depression. The author prepares to release a quasi-biography related to the accident. Around that time, the driver of the van mysteriously passes away, unexplained and unnoticed. Wonder how that story turned out.
Only this is not a novel-the author was Stephen King, just now releasing On Writing after a year of recovery. The trick is to see how many elements of his thick portfolio pop up in this macabre reality drama. (For the record, we counted Misery, Cujo, Christine and The Dark Half). We here at Recess have read enough of King's twisted lore to know that the Sept. 22 passing of van driver Bryan Smith, with reportedly no signs of physical trauma or complications, sounds an awful lot like one of those "freak" things.
Now, King is some creepy dude, and though his only comment on Smith's passing was that it was "untimely," we're not convinced. Apparently, the author purchased the van from the license-lacking Smith, only to destroy it with a sledgehammer. Some may call that eccentric, but others of us definitely smell witchcraft....
Just what sort of demonic supernatural powers does Stephen King possess? Can he exert his voodoo over you, his readers? Have you even ever met anyone that lives in Maine? Neither have we, neither have we.
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