Redrum, my friends.
- isabelataylor7
- Oct 20, 2019
- 2 min read
It is October, friends. That means everything should be spooky and cold and in perpetual twilight. Unfortunately, I don’t live in the movie Hocus Pocus, but it’s fine. Because I have a solution. His name is Stephen King. Stephen King is my favorite author, which surprised me when I realized the fact. I was shocked because horror is not a genre I had previously associated with myself. Movies? Nope, not gonna watch them. But books? Bring it on.

So, today I am going to talk about The Shining. It was the first ever Stephen King book I read, and to this day it is one of my favorite books ever. The Shining is a great way to ease yourself into the horror genre (because let’s be honest, whodoesn’t know about redrum?), if you’re interested in it. It is the story of a down and out family in search of a new beginning that goes horribly wrong. We follow the story through the eyes of young Danny, which adds a certain level of charm to the story. The family relocates to the scenic Overlook Hotel during the winter months, which presents a unique set of challenges. As the mental faculties of the family deteriorate, Danny has to find a way to survive. The way King builds this cold, white world is attractive. It envelops you and keeps you until you finish the novel. And when it was over, I felt almost…forlorn. I didn’t quite know what to do with myself – I’d become attached not just to the characters, but with the back drop. I felt like I was beginning to know the hotel. What was I to do? Well, I watched the movie of course. And…well, there’s a reason King didn’t like it – but that’s an entirely different conversation.

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