I got through, I think, 3 of his books before I decided never to read King’s BS again: The Stand, It, and another I forget. The stories were engaging for the first half, but it is obvious that King can’t end a story to save his life, which is the same as saying he can’t tell a story worth a damn. He can create a creepy atmosphere well, but he can’t create a comprehensive whole. The endings of both books above were so ridiculous that I had the same visceral reaction I had at the ending of LOST: that I had been conned.
That does seem a problem for him. Think I read maybe something to do with his father abandoning him and his mother.
The only thing of his I actually liked was Dead Zone. For years now, whenever I see Steven King's name flash on the credits of a movie I skip it.
Took me months to read, and he had set up so many fascinating characters and storylines I couldn't WAIT to see how he ended it.
But after all of that, the book simply runs out of gas.
What a waste of time.
His 11/22/63 is excellent.
But again, it's around 800 pages.
He could have trimmed about one third and made it a masterpiece.
But no, he had to throw in an asinine love story.