“To me, Lord of the Flies has always represented what novels are for, what makes them indispensable. Should we expect to be entertained when we read a story? Of course. An act of the imagination that doesn’t entertain is a poor act indeed. But there should be more. A successful novel should erase the boundary line between writer and reader, so they can unite. When that happens, the novel becomes a part of life—the main course, not the dessert. A successful novel should interrupt the reader’s life, make him or her miss appointments, skip meals, forget to walk the dog. In the best novels, the writer’s imagination becomes the reader’s reality. It glows, incandescent and furious. I’ve been espousing these ideas for most of my life as a writer, and not without being criticized for them. If the novel is strictly about emotion and imagination, the most potent of these criticisms go, then analysis is swept away and discussion of the book becomes irrelevant.”

deliriousreality:

What’s past is past, and what’s ahead is ahead.

The Dark Tower (Wizard and Glass) | By Stephen King | Art: Dave McKean

The Dark Tower doodles, 5 by *Ayej

Stephen King and felines: A love story

kawaiiwitch:

I took one of my boyfriend’s old boards and told him it was accidentally thrown away. Little did he know, I painted it with images from his favorite novel series by Stephen King called The Dark Tower. 

He has been having a rough week and I decided to give him this present early. He was in shock and teared up when he opened it! He loved it and couldn’t believe I painted it for him.

It’s now proudly hanging up in his room.  

pages to pictures: the dark tower, stephen king → asked by doomsdayy

lorinadante:

The Dark Tower by *VonStreff

The Dark Tower… a monolith of dark grey stone in a vast field of roses called Can’Ka No Rey. Standing at the end of the world, the Dark Tower embodies creation, symbolizes order, and keeps all the worlds in balance. Roland always dreams of arriving at the Tower at sunset… a field of blood, a field of roses… And he will call out the names of those fallen comrades whom he loved.

“I’m going to tell your future, Roland. Seven cards must be turned, one at a time, and placed in conjunction with the others. I’ve not done this for over three hundred years. And I suspect I’ve never read one quite like yours.” The mocking note was creeping in again, like a Kuvian night-soldier with a killing knife gripped in one hand. “You are the world’s last adventurer. The last crusader. How that must please you, Roland! Yet you have no idea how close you stand to the Tower now, how close in time. Worlds turn about your head.”
“Read my fortune then,”
The Dark Tower (The Gunslinger) | Stephen King | Art by Stephanie Hans