Cujo and my thoughts thereon

So in this reread, I was going along quite nicely, then it was Cujo's turn.  And blech.  I do not like the main female character AT ALL.  Part of this is what I call in my head the Weeds syndrome.  I tried very very hard to watch Weeds, a lot of people I respect loved it, but I just could not get past the part in the first ten minutes of the show (and I paraphrase here) the main character blurts out "So am I just supposed to get a job at the mall??".  Yes.  Yes, honey, when your husband dies and you have to feed your kids, your first thought should be "I need a job.".  And I get that without that character saying that, there would be no show, but it is an INSTANT way of making me turn away from the show completely.

Donna Trenton is sort of that character for me right now.  Aside from that immediate and kinda total dislike, Cujo is in no way a supernatural horror novel.  It is a sad, tragic tale, yes, but not horror, IMHO.

So I am giving myself permission to skip Cujo and go on to The Running Man.  (I took a hard side turn and reread/read a whole bunch of Discworld novels, which I enjoy mostly.)

In the album side of things, nothing earth shattering to report.  The first eight or so are jazz/big band, Sinatra and Elvis Presley, all things I enjoy.  Interestingly enough, while listening to Elvis, I realized that I had never heard anything other than his radio hits and very few of those at that.  Elvis kinda seeped into my consciousness, I guess.  I also decided that I will probably never be a huge fan of Thelonious Monk.  Can't quite put my finger on it, but was not what I expected.  Perhaps a few more listens to the album will change my mind.

King in the Seventies

I am now through the seventies in King's oeuvre.  Which, really, didn't take that long.  With the exception of The Stand, none of the books are much over 350 pages.  They all move though.  Funnily enough, I had forgotten quite a bit about them, so a lot of this may be a nice surprise.  (I had, however, remembered a lot of the short stories...funny how one's mind works.)

I have noticed that a theme through all of these books (and, perhaps, through all the rest, once I really get going.  The eighties and nineties are when his books turned into pretty good jackleg doorstops.) seems to be Choice.  And Consequences.  Or, to phrase it how I heard it growing up "you made your bed, you lie in it".  To be fair, you're not going to have much of a book if Jack Torrence turns down the job at the Overlook.  Or if Carrie decides not to destroy her town.  So maybe it's not much of a theme, just a storytelling device.  But it was interesting to see this thread run through the books.