Bag of Bones
by Stephen King
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Publisher Thorndike Pr |
Date 1999 |
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Publisher Pocket Books |
Date 1999 |
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Publisher Simon & Schuster |
Date 2005 |
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Publisher Simon & Schuster |
Date 1998 |
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Publisher Simon & Schuster |
Date 1998 |
Price $2.66 |
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Publisher Simon & Schuster |
Date 1998 |
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Publisher Thorndike Pr |
Date 1999 |
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Publisher Bt Bound |
Date 1999 |
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Publisher Scribner |
Date 2008 |
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Publisher Notes
Plagued by vivid nightmares of the summer house he had shared with his late wife, grieving widower Mike Noonan returns to his former Maine getaway, only to find a town in the grip of a ruthless millionaire and tormented by a series of ghostly visitations. Reprint. 150,000 first printing.
Media Reviews
"As brilliantly as [King] crafts horror and suspense, he's not so hot with the supernatural. His spectral universe lacks the internal consistency of Lovecraft's or the ambiguous subjectivity of Poe's....[I]n the end, the book falls apart in a fusillade of bullets and a gathering of ghosts that spoil the delicate tension that King has laboured for 400 pages to establish....Like THE SHINING, another nearly great novel held captive by King's ghostly preoccupations, BAG OF BONES just misses being more than a page turner."
First Line
On a very hot day in August of 1994, my wife told me she was going down to the Derry Rite Aid to pick up a refill on her sinus medicine prescription--this is stuff you can buy over the counter these days, I believe. I'd finished my writing for the day and offered to pick it up for her. She said thanks, but she wanted to get a piece of fish at the supermarket next door anyway; two birds with one stone and all of that. She blew a kiss at me off the palm of her hand and went out. The next time I saw her, she was on TV. That's how you identify the dead here in Derry--no walking down a subterranean corridor with green tiles on the walls and long fluorescent bars overhead, no naked body rolling out of a chilly drawer on casters; you just go into an office marked PRIVATE and look at a TV screen and say yep or nope.
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