Salon.com has posted an
interview with Stephen King on the occasion of the 30th anniversary of
The Stand, a novel that speaks to America in 2008 maybe even more than it did to America in 1978.
The comments are interesting too. Like many of the commenters, I read The Stand when I was in high school, around 15 or 16, and plowed through the 1,100 pages like fire. And then read it again.
Say what you will about the man (he gets no love from Blöödhag), but King, at least in the works that I have read, has a fantastic sense of place and detail and wields an admirable ability to write sentences that stop you cold and settle in your gut. To this day I cannot get my picture of that creepy fucking clown staring up from the slit of the curbside sewer drain out of my head. (That would be It, obviously.)
I absolutely loved The Stand. As a hungry reader and fledgling writer, I found the book powerful and touching and awesome. And I think I might still. When I have the time (which funnily and appropriately could be the next time I fall sick), I should get it from the library and reread it.