Mr. King, you made me cry. You are not suppose to do that. You have made me cry in the past with 11/22/63, but that was suppose to be the exception. You did it to me again. You are a master at deception and very very good at your craft. I forgive you.
This is a coming of age tale. A tale of forgetting the girl, the first real love and of growing up. It takes place in Joyland, an amusement park, in the summer and autumn months of a young college student’s life.
The pacing is good, the secondary characters are great and the story…well, the story is definitely not the gory, hard crime novel I thought it was going to be when I picked it up, turned on all the lights and started to read. I couldn’t put this book down, and yes, there is a tiny bit of gross and gore for those who want and need it; the spider imagery was downright creepy and very nicely snucked into what I was beginning to think was a gentle read. (It was snucked, that is a word; Stephen King is very sneaky.)
Well worth your time.