...and there's a blue like where the urban angels go, very bright

[primroseburrows]

In which Primrose dies and goes to literary heaven.

Neil Gaiman reviews Stephen King. Too much input, cannot cope.

This review is three years old. How come I've never read it? *shrugs*

I have to read Black House again. It's a great story, but the first-person tense is a bit off-putting. The Talisman, now. There's a story.