I guess all of King's works have changed me. Live daringly, read Stephen King novels in October. I wanted to buy a bunch of balloons for It and leave them next to a storm drain this Halloween. I guess I can do that anytime during the year. Like Q (Brian Quinn) says, "Halloween is amateur hour". Faith over Fear. That is what I learned from reading this book. I also learned that some monsters take the human form....but they were probably possessed by Pennywise. You know how that goes. Whatever you do. Do not go to Derry. I am including this book in my holiday letter email this year. If you are lucky enough to receive an email then you know my wonderful anecdotes concerning this book and world.
Where can I get a Derry public library card?
Some people read "Pride and Prejudice" every year. Why can't I be like those people? Why oh why will I now read "It" every year? Bleeping, 'eh. At least that may be the plan. Who knows? Maybe I will read a chapter every year? I borrowed five versions of this book. 2 copies on audiobook. I didn't think I would finish one audiobook before the due date so I requested another copy. An e-book because the first library copy that I borrowed had a font size of 4. 2 different paperback copies because I didn't know which font size I was going to receive. I'm left with one paperback copy so that I can re-read chapter 3. I stuck with the first audiobook version. Steve Weber, bravo.
If I ever see someone dressed up as Pennywise, or the actual Pennywise, this is what I'll tell that person/It, "I'm going to make you feel bad about yourself and rip your heart out like Big Bill did. Hi-yo silver! Away! This is what you get for killing Barbara Starrett and messing with Mike Hanlon" End scene.
"and it seemed to him that the boat must be swamped and capsize. It leaned alarmingly, and then George cheered as it righted itself, turned, and went racing on down toward the intersection. George sprinted to catch up. Over his head, a grim gust of October wind rattled the trees, now almost completely unburdened of their freight of colored leaves by the storm, which had been this year a reaper of the most ruthless sort." - It by Stephen King.
