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IT by Stephen King: First Five

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Now a major motion picture
Stephen King’s terrifying, classic #1 New York Times bestseller, “a landmark in American literature” (Chicago Sun-Times)—about seven adults who return to their hometown to confront a nightmare they had first stumbled on as teenagers…an evil without a name: It.

Welcome to Derry, Maine. It’s a small city, a place as hauntingly familiar as your own hometown. Only in Derry the haunting is real.

They were seven teenagers when they first stumbled upon the horror. Now they are grown-up men and women who have gone out into the big world to gain success and happiness. But the promise they made twenty-eight years ago calls them reunite in the same place where, as teenagers, they battled an evil creature that preyed on the city’s children. Now, children are being murdered again and their repressed memories of that terrifying summer return as they prepare to once again battle the monster lurking in Derry’s sewers.

Readers of Stephen King know that Derry, Maine, is a place with a deep, dark hold on the author. It reappears in many of his books, including Bag of Bones, Hearts in Atlantis, and 11/22/63. But it all starts with It.

“Stephen King’s most mature work” (St. Petersburg Times), “It will overwhelm you… to be read in a well-lit room only” (Los Angeles Times).


I’ve been considering reading this book for a while now. Now, with the re-release of IT, I really had no choice. The movie is AWESOME. I’ve seen it three times. It’s scared the hell out of me every time I saw it. I know the book might not be the same, but I NEED to know more. I’ve heard so many, soooo many, things. And yes, before you ask. I’m totally curious about the “charge up” orgy that takes place between Bev and the boys. There are a few reasons I’ve put off reading anything by Stephen King, and most of the reasons revolve around how wordy he is. (No offense, whatsoever. I’m sorry, Stephen King; So sorry. Just being real.) Now that I’ve said that, let me say this; anything that scary on-screen has to be one hell of a scary read, so without further ado…


SENTENCE ONE:  The terror, which would not end for another twenty-eight years–if it ever did end–began, so far as I know or can tell, with a boat made from a sheet of newspaper floating down a gutter swollen with rain.

THOUGHTS: I really, really, really like ‘floating down a gutter swollen with rain.’ The rest? Eh. It’s longwinded. Like….really….loooooooong winded. 

SENTENCE TWO: The boat bobbed, listed, righted itself again, dived bravely through treacherous whirlpools, and continued on it’s way down Witcham Street toward the traffic light which marked the intersection Witcham and Jackson.

THOUGHTS: OMG. The description is SO good, but there is SO much. Why did I need to know where the boat was or where it was going? Couldn’t that have been summed up relatively quick. Say, with something like: The boat bobbed, listed, righted itself again then dived through the intersection of Witcham and Jackson. 

SENTENCE THREE: The three vertical lenses on all sides of the traffic light were dark this afternoon in the fall of 1957, and the houses were all dark, too.

THOUGHTS: This is SUCH a run on sentence. Also, why do I care about ‘vertical lenses’ being dark? I don’t like this sentence at all. It doesn’t add much in the way of ambience, but it does give the time period which is good info to have.

SENTENCE FOUR: There had been steady rain for a week now, and two days ago the winds had come as well.

THOUGHTS: I want to edit this sentence SO bad, but I won’t. Let’s just say…eh.

SENTENCE FIVE: Most sections of Derry had lost their power then, and it was not back on yet.

THOUGHTS: Well. Um. I’m not gonna quit reading it, but I enjoy reads that flow a little quicker. That being said, Stephen King is the master and so I will delve into his mind, into his world, and I’m sure I will come back scarred as shit. Catch ya on the float side. 

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