Oklahoma City, OK -- at the bus terminal -- September 3, 2007

Reading The Green Mile, by Stephen King. He went to a used bookstore before his trip and bought up everything by Stephen King--he’s from Bangor, Maine, where Stephen King lives—and also some stuff by Dean Koontz and Terry Pratchett.

There’s a rumor, he said, and it’s true, that if you go to Stephen King’s house on Halloween he’ll give you a whole bag full of candy, but you have to be brave to get it. His house, which is on a wooded plot of land, is roamed, by, at least for the night of Halloween, things that’ll scare you, like someone he’s hired to make fake chainsaw noises and jump out at kids. He’s personally never gone there.

What’s great about Maine? Though in the winter the sky might drop a foot of snow overnight, in the summer, the temperatures are in the 80s.

His favorite book of all time--Breakfast of Champions, by Kurt Vonnegut. He had an English teacher who said Breakfast of Champions and Slaughterhouse Five were two genius books from a not-very-good writer. They’ve got great lines in them like, from Breakfast--A gun is a machine for putting holes in people or, from Slaughter House--the refrain so it goes throughout really sums up the whole book.

If he were to write a book? It’d be your general fantasy cannon, that is, uninspired, with over-the-top hard-to-pronounce names with multiple x’s to screw people over if they try to make a movie, with touches of humor throughout.

Stephen King's secret with writing, apparently, according to him: People think that I’m great at making things up, but I’m really just afraid of everything.

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