I'm embarrassed to say, but I shall say it: I finally finished Bag of Bones (Stephen King) this New Year's Day morning. Don't even ask me how long it took. I read it sporadically with tons of literary and nonliterary interruptions in between, read the first few chapters oodles of times over, under, and sideways to recapture the catharsis, and eventually dedicated some focus to reach the last page.
Yay me. Next book please.
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