Book Review: "Revival" by Stephen King

STAR

No. No. No. No. I cannot believe Stephen King wrote this book. No way. I'd rather pretend he wrote this in his sleep. Or was possessed by a dead goldfish as it was swirling it's way down it's toilety funeral, and wrote it on the scraps of used toilet paper. That might've been better. (Geez, I sound bitter!)

I thought that - maybe - around page 200, the story would kick in.
I thought that  - maybe - he was attempting a new writing style. (I saw "Interstellar," and understand it was supposed to be a "new" way of telling a cinematic tale. Maybe King was giving a new style a go?)
I thought that - maybe - I'd care about the character at some point.
Nope.

Bummer. Worse than taking a drink of your beer only to discover it's a glass of milk.

Bad book. Naughty book. Someone needs to be punished. ;)

(But of COURSE I'll read the next one! Otra! Otra! And cool cover on this one.)