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i had a nightmare the other night in which i was my favourite literary character, lincoln rhyme, a criminalist who's a quadriplegic. i was trying to find a serial killer, but there was also someone copycatting the same serial killer who looked like a fat version of leatherface. weird, eh? the atmposphere of the dream suddenly went from what i usually imagine when im reading a lincoln rhyme book to one of those delapidated houses with the flourescent lights flickering sporadically, where the copycat killer lived. i dont remember the rest.
in other news, i forgot to mention that my sister gave me the book The Stand by Stephen King, which is about 1100 pages long. has anyone read it? if so, tell me your thoughts on it. it's supposed to be his best work.
in other news, i forgot to mention that my sister gave me the book The Stand by Stephen King, which is about 1100 pages long. has anyone read it? if so, tell me your thoughts on it. it's supposed to be his best work.