Three Ways I Owe Stephen King My Life—and My Sanity

The King is NOT dead. In fact it is his birthday today (21st September). He’s 69 years old. No joke (crude or otherwise).


The (night)Stand. Dead center, wedged between anger and the unseen (Anne Carson poetry): King’s On Writing, sans dust jacket.

I’m not talking about Elvis, but the master fiction-writer Stephen King. Otherwise known as He of the eternal bestsellers list. Or maybe Scary Writer Guy.

If Mr. King hasn’t been on “The Simpsons” yet, please, somebody call Matt Groening. A scenario involving Itchy and Scratchy interviewing him, and perhaps literally being slaughtered by his words.

As for me . . . If given a few minutes with Mr. King, although there is much I would like to ask (including about language choices!), I should perhaps first offer him my hearty thanks.

In thinking about King the icon on his birthday, I am drawn to how many ways I owe someone I’ve never met, and am never likely to, my gratitude. Here are just a few. A tiny token. A kind of not-yet reliquary object; the moving finger, mid-writ. A curled, disintegrating pink sheet of paper, my treasure.

Three Ways I owe Stephen King . . .

1. It’s not about me. It’s about the bottle (if not the battle). Sometime last year, I read King’s (perhaps, although I hope not) conclusive novel in the saga of Dan(ny) “Doc” Torrance, Doctor Sleep. It makes so much more sense now. I can finally write it, nonfictionally, too: I am the child of an alcoholic. Curiously, it feels good to be truthful.

2. Have you read On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft? Really, there are too many gems in this short, leanly titled book to carry away in armfuls. To write, you have to read. Dogged persistence is key. Hammer at the words until you’ve fashioned something new—accessing a big, green god of ecstasy perhaps. You will survive; he (and his brother) did, after all. (Including the farting babysitter.) This book has saved me missteps I did not even realize were steps.

3. The pink sheet of paper, you ask? Circa, oh, 1989. Rest assured, it’s in storage. Not lost. Never lost. Dragged to a bingo game for the umpteen and first time as a child, I had two choices to make, both appealing: read or write. Thanks to reading King (and not always understanding what was beyond my range to understand), I nevertheless started turning to writing. On pink bingo programs or any scrap I could find. And, lo and behold, I became better at it (at least marginally, no pun intended) the more I did it. It propelled me in ways that being a sort of invisible raggedy-child of a dysfunctional family did not. Death and suicide, I saw through the veil of prose, were a termination. Not a clean and strings-free release. I, too, persisted.

So, world, you have Stephen King to thank (or stone) for my finding my way to the present me.

Unbraiding the strands of self from the writer is difficult to impossible at this point. At least, in that, I am thinking King and I are on common ground.

Long live Stephen King, my writing hero!



24 thoughts on “Three Ways I Owe Stephen King My Life—and My Sanity

    • I’ll work to live up to that, Zteve! I enjoy reading you, too. Where else would I get all the world’s myths, legends, and folktales? I have some friends who live near the Superstition Mts., by the way, and when she would talk about hiking near them, I would always wonder how the range got its name!

    • I’m glad to hear you like On Writing, Hilary. I think King has a lot to offer all kinds of writers (poets, playwrights, fiction of any or no genre), and in a memoir no less. Thank you for stopping by; I hope promoting is going well for you these days.

  1. Thanks Stephen King for inspiring you to write! I’ve been a long time fan. His storytelling and characterisation are masterly. The Stand is one of my favourites not just of his, but of everything.

  2. What a wonderful tribute! I do have his book On Writing and should re-read it again. Thank you for sharing so much of yourself and your history. I agree that can be very empowering.

  3. I don’t know Stephen King enough, except through films – somehow passed him by as a writer. But I’m glad he helped you become what you are – he may not know it, but it’s another gift to the world.

  4. Stephen King is my writing hero, too. The Stand and Dreamcatcher are my two big-time favourites among his novels, plus his time-travel novel 11:22:63. Also, I love his book On Writing and re-read it about a year ago, after reading it for the first time when it was newly published. To my delight, it meant far more to me the second time around, as I’d experienced so many more of the writerly things he was talking about, so felt more affinity with what he was saying.
    At the moment, I’m on Book 3 of Justin Cronin’s “The Passage”. I believe that the great Stephen King is a huge fan of this epic trilogy and obviously recognises a fellow genius writer when he sees one!
    I’m really hoping that Stephen King brings out another of his more sci-fi orientated novels soon, as he hasn’t written one for quite a while.

    • I’m not sure about accomplished, but thank you so much for the compliment. I’m searching my brain for some answers to your horror questionnaire; I love those questions, but it might take me awhile to come up with something (something succinct) on some of them.

  5. I think Stephen King has inspired a lot of people. I know I’m one of them. When I was in high school I wanted to be just like him. I’ve branched out since then and found a lot of other authors I respect, but there will always be a special place in my heart (and my reading room) for the King 🙂

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