Not ten minutes after I finished reading The Mist, Whirl pressed this collection of Stephen King stories into my hand, Everything’s Eventual. She pointed out the inclusion of at least two Dark Tower-related stories: “The Little Sisters of Eluria” and “Everything’s Eventual”. When I cracked the binding I also discovered the collection includes the story “1408”. Whirl and I watched the movie adaptation of that story just a few weeks ago.

So as I dive into these 14 stories, I think I’ll follow the Tarot-inspired ordering of them without alteration. There are days when I just want an author to tell me a good story and I don’t read much more into it than that. These are those days.

Stephen King published The Mist twice before: the novella is included both as part of a broader 1980 anthology of horror stories from various authors entitled Dark Forces and in a 1985 collection of entirely Stephen King stories, Skeleton Crew. In conjunction with the movie adaptation of the story, publishers have brought a new, standalone, version to market. I had to take a quick trip to St. Paul, Minnesota for work, so I dragged this along for something to read on the plane. It is interesting to me to note that my plane left the Minneapolis-St. Paul runway just as a powerful winter snowstorm descended on the region.

King has an uncanny ability to take the most mundane item or experience and instill it with terror. I still remember an interview he did on the Tonight Show where he transformed a simple rocking chair into an item of utter horror. King did this spontaneously, without preparation. This is what King does with The Mist. He wrestles with the concepts of desolation and desperation, giving monstrous form to those fears from the amorphous void of a powerful summer storm followed by an even more mysterious fog.

A few years ago I had the opportunity to attend a reading at the Printers Row Book Fair. Neil Gaiman read from his children’s story, The Wolves in the Walls. He spoke about writing and comic books and film. He told stories about his life and his family. At the time, The Wolves in the Walls was not yet published. Dave McKean had not finished most of the artwork. After he had read the story, Gaiman took questions from the audience and signed books. I had recently finished his novel, Neverwhere, and had added him to my ever expanding list of favorite authors. I have anticipated each of his new books as they come out.

Fragile Things is Gaiman’s latest book. Published in 2006, Fragile Things is the third Gaiman collection of short stories and poetry. One short story in this compendium, “How to Talk to Girls at Parties”, was nominated for a 2006 Hugo Award. Another, “A Study in Emerald,” won the Hugo Award in 2004 for best short story. In “A Study in Emerald”, Gaiman fulfills an editor’s request: “I want a story in which Sherlock Holmes meets the world of H. P. Lovecraft.” Reviews of this collection have been mixed– the San Diego Union-Tribune took real issue with Gaiman and described him as “a bantamweight Poe”. I attribute this accusation to the fact that they do not know how to categorize Gaiman as an author and this condition makes them uncomfortable. I find the comparison to Poe short-sighted. Like so many other authors I enjoy, Gaiman refuses to sit quietly in a particular genre or literary space. I cherish these sorts of collections as a way to showcase the breadth of an author’s talents; I see them as literary sandboxes into which they have invited me to play along.

The short biography of Richard Bachman— written in 1984– states, “Bachman was a fairly unpleasant fellow who was born in New York and spent about ten years in the merchant marine after four years in the Coast Guard. He ultimately settled in rural central New Hampshire, where he wrote at night and tended to his medium-sized dairy farm during the day. [He and his wife, Claudia,] had one child, a boy, who died in an unfortunate accident at the age of six (he fell through a well cover and drowned). Three years ago a brain tumor was discovered near the base of Bachman’s brain; tricky surgery removed it.” Bachman died suddenly in February of 1985. He was killed by the Bangor Daily News when that paper published a story that Richard Bachman was actually Stephen King. King confirmed the story immediately.

The Bachman Books now refer to five novels written early in Stephen King’s career: Rage (1977), The Long Walk (1979), Road Work (1981), The Running Man (1982) and Thinner (1985). I read all of these but Thinner late last year. Blaze is now the sixth Richard Bachman novel in the classic sense: namely a novel originally written early in King’s career– before Carrie. The book jacket reads:

A fellow named Richard Bachman wrote Blaze in 1973 on an Olivetti typewriter then turned the machine over to Stephen King, who used it to write Carrie. Bachman died in 1985 (“cancer of the pseudonym”), but in late 2006 King found the original typescript of Blaze among his papers at the University of Maine’s Fogler Library (“How did this get here?!”), and decided that with it little revision it ought to be published.

Blaze is the story of Clayton Blaisdell, Jr.– of the crimes committed against him and the crimes he commits, including his last, the kidnapping of a baby heir worth millions. Blaze has been a slow thinker since childhood, when his father threw him down the stairs – and then threw him down again. After escaping an abusive institution for boys when he was a teenager, Blaze hooks up with George, a seasoned criminal who thinks he has all the answers. But then George is killed, and Blaze, though haunted by his partner is on his own.

With more than a nod to the John Steinbeck classic Of Mice and Men, Blaze promises to be a mix of classic storytelling by a young man who was convinced he was writing for the ages and edited by an older author who has succeeded in doing just that.