I Don’t Like Stephen King

I’m still broken but healing. Physically, I mean. The surgeon dislocated my right hip and pounded around the joint to replace the arthritis-wracked parts with high-tech titanium and plastic. My mind’s still sound. Maybe sounder than ever – the soundest in my 68 years. Sounder and soundest are correct words, by the way. I know […]

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