This book was entertaining enough, but just doesn't seem to have the same pull as the ones before it did. One huge, huge, beef I have with this book is the way Stephen King wrote himself into it. He doesn't present himself as a sympathetic character, which is why I was able to finish the book, but it was still an incredibly vain thing to do. There was no real reason he had to work a plot line around himself. Aside from ego, I mean.